The 7 Ghetto Blaster Orchestra
Once in the rock hard streets of god knows where, there existed a gang called the 7 Ghetto Blaster Orchestra. They were the most feared gang of their time often killing victims with insults and music spawned from the 7 Ghetto Blasters they all had.
Their leader and founder was a man by the name of Harris J. Cass. Harris was a rotten son of a gun who in addition to the loudest Ghetto Blaster, also was packing a shiny pair of white shoes with yellow bottoms that left the word "BOOYA!" in his footprints when he walked.
The 7 Ghetto Blaster Orchestra's primary purpose was to fill the streets with enough of their foul music as they could. That and insult anybody that wasn't a member. They were a rough, arrogant, bullheaded, parasitic group of people.
Their Headquarters was in the sewer systems beneath the city. The acustics of the sewer gave their 7 Ghetto Blasters a powerful boost. Harris's throne was down there next to a telephone and a two year old copy of his favorite magazine. He also had a pet doberman named "Bonecleaner."
I hate the 7 Ghetto Blaster Orchestra. If I ever caught Harris J. Cass by himself I would kick him in the balls just to prove he was human. BOOYA Mr. Cass. The world would be a better place without them, and now that I've created them they are here to stay. So I guess it's my fault that they are here and I must get rid of them. Perhaps that will be another post I guess.
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what about eric, herman, and joe? how do they all fit into this?
Eric doesn't fit, he's dead. But Herman and Joe? Perhaps you will see.
Now you know as well as I, theres no such thing as dead when it comes to imaginary characters. How many times have Freddy, Jason Vorhess, Mike Myers, Chucky, and the Leprichaun come back from the dead. Eric is no different. Cept he used a rocket launcher instead of a knife. I'm sure you'll have him walking around in no time with his head put back together with staples and duct tape. With some lame excuse like "this homeless guy ate the heart of Harris J. Cass and became was instilled with magical abilities to animate the lifeless and broken body of Eric by getting him to dance to jamican music played from a ghetto blaster."
Ever see weekend at bernies 2?
well something had to inspire me. its not like i ever get a truly original thought in my head. you could always bring eric back for the final battle against Harris.
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