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  • [Scene:

    a nervous-looking older man meets with a snake people in a darkened alley.]

  • Snake People:

    what's the target?

  • Man:

    I don't know if I want to do this.

  • Snake People:

    people don't come to us until they've made up their minds.

  • Man:

    Alright. Styrofoam cups.

  • Snake People:

    Six months and they're gone.

  • Man:

    Can snake people really kill styrofoam cups?

  • Snake People:

    we can kill anything, but not cheaply.

  • Man:

    I can pay. I work for a plasti-

  • Snake People:

    I don't need to know and frankly I don't care. One of us will deliver a routing number to a Zurich account. Two billion euros, then we start.

  • Man:

    Al..alright.

  • Snake People:

    It will be your last chance to reconsider. Once the money is processed you'll have no contact with us again.

  • Man:

    I understand. It has to be done.

  • Snake People:

    Then it's sealed. The cups will join chain restaurants and diamonds in the void.

  • Man:

    Thank..thank you.

  • Snake People:

    We don't require thanks. Participation is its own trophy.

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