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ThePepsi's Boxing Day Story

Hello fellow basilians. I don't know if any of you are still here, but this is my story about my day of Boxing Day. (wut bad grammar)

My day started like this :

Today i woke up to my dad saying "7:30, 7:30!"
I rubbed my eyes and thought to myself "Crap. It's too late."
I rushed out of bed, put on some jeans, and stumbled to the washroom.
I brushed my teeth,
"Dad, come on!"
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When we had gotten to BestBuy and Futureshop, all we could see are clusters of asians and other bargain hunters alike.
At this time i began to become nervous. We had planned to leave at 6:00, so we can get to everything first, but we had woken up too late.
"You go in first, i'll find parking" my dad told me.
I ran through the BestBuy doors, nearly knocking people over; the first place i went to was the gaming section.
"Final Fantasy XIII, where is it?" i thought to myself.
I gazed at Call of Duty 4 and World at War for $20, but shrugged it off.
My main focus was Final Fantasy XIII.
I asked the clerk.
"Let me see if we still have some left." he responded.
This struck fear into my heart. This usually means their sold out, which disappoints me. But luckily they had a full box left, so i picked one up.
At this time, i had a strong feeling inbetween my buttcheeks.
I had to take a crap, really badly.

My dad and I then ran to Futureshop to check out their deals; next on my list : Headphones.
I ran to the headphones section to look for Sennheisser HD 438s.
I didn't see them. Once again, i asked the clerk, being the smart guy i am.
"I think we're out. Sorry."
Son, i am disappoint. I continued browsing the Headphone section looking for any other deals. Sadly none were to my fancy, but then the clerk found me again.
"Hey! I found one."
I grabbed it, thanked the kind man, and went to find my dad.
Trying to find your parents on Boxing Day is like trying to find a needle in a haystack.
It sucks.
I finally found him picking out a TV to give to one of his friends.
He buys it.

*The End - Fin*

[b]From popular demand, i am writing a side story about taking my dump![/b]

On the way back home, i was shaking my legs back and forth because that's how bad i needed to take a crap.
My dad decided to stop by Tim Horton's on the way home, which took like 5 minutes.
"Oh god. I have to go" I had thought to myself.
On the way home, the feeling inbetween my butt cheeks was going to explode.
As we neared my streets, i unbuckled my seat belts, grabbed my stuff, and ran inside.
I showed my mom the success of my Boxing Day run, and ran into the washroom.
I plumped myself down on the toilet, and it all goes downhill from there.
It came out so quickly, man.
It's like those giant poops where you have to put all your energy into getting it out, it's like if i got patted on the back, it'd come out.
*Bloop* *Bloop*

The End.