"I hate you, I want you to know this, I hate you and your Z weed." Dave was harsh as he spoke the words, it was hard to miss the pissed tone he had. In reality his being pissed off was far greater than his tone let on, if he had his gun, he was pretty sure he would shoot the son of a bitch he was tied too. "You don't have to be so hurtful bro, like for real, the Z weed never did anything to you." Dave heard the laugh after the joke and it incited him to struggle like hell against the restraints as he scream angrily trying to free just one hand so he could smash his brother Limon. He could feel the ropes burning the hell out of him, but he didn't care, if it wasn't for his brother constantly smoking that shit they wouldn't be tied back to back butt naked in the middle of a room with a bunch of cannibal woman who eat men. "Come ooooon man, that really burns, just chill out braw." Limon spoke in an almost perfect nonchalant tone, he could feel the ropes eating into his skin and truth be told it was killing his high, Dave was always like this, the man didn't have a fun bone in his body. He soon regretted saying this though when he felt Dave's head smash into the back of his knocking his eye balls loose from his skull forcing them to spin sickeningly. "Chill out!? Are you serious!? You do realize we are naked, tied together, and about to be dinner for cannibal woman right!? Just what the hell am I going to calm down for!?" Dave was red in the face as he kept struggling against his bindings, Limon was so damn clueless when he was baked out of his mind, he was literally, LITERALLY, the only man alive who would be so high that he would have a bowl session with Z's!

"Maaaan, you just gotta look at the bright side bro, at least they are smoking hot. As far as dieing goes, being eaten by a woman with a great body sounds nice." Limon let out a stoned laugh as he thought about their fate without so much as a care in the world. Dave on the other hand was so red, he could have won the state fair as a god damn tomato. "Are you serious right now? ARE YOU SERIOUS!? You know what I hope, I hope your damn high goes away just before they eat us alive! I hope your as so down to the ground that you can taste dirt! Which is most likely going to be the case because they took all your precious Z weed when you got us captured!" Limon felt his heart sink a little as he realized that Dave was right, they had taken all his stash and even worse they were probably smoking it too without him. "You don't think they are smoking my stash do you?" There was an edge of worry in his voice, the thought of all his bud being smoked did actually fill him with a bit of dread. "I don't give a damn if they..."Dave started to speak but instead silenced himself as a thought came to mind, Limon was a hopeless stoner and the only thing he really cared about most days was keeping his high on. Perhaps that was the motivation Limon needed right now. "I don't doubt it bro, they are probably getting baked as we speak. An that stuff is getting harder to come by now and days, ugh, its so sad really, if they smoke it all than you probably won't be able to get anymore for a while." Dave spoke sounding sad and worried but in reality he was grinning wildly as he felt his brothers body tighten considerably. If there was one thing he had learned since this all began, never tell a stoner their stash is about to go up in smoke without them.

"Those hot bitches..." Limon felt a surge of adrenaline as he pictured hot chicks sitting in a circle passing his home made glass bowl about as they smoke his Z weed. No one smokes his bud, no one, no one smokes his bowl without him! Dave was close to chuckling as Limon was contemplating, it was pretty damn funny too because Limon had a special ability. Dave called it 'Weed Rage', it always happened when Limon was convinced that he wasn't going to have any bud to smoke, and it was even more potent when he was convinced someone else was the cause of it. He didn't know why he hadn't thought to do this already, after all, 'weed rage' was a weapon in itself. "No one... steals... my... bud..."it came out of nowhere but Dave felt the ropes tighten dramatically against his arms. That was it! Dave struggled as hard as he could with Limon but it just wasn't enough yet. "Yeah bro, all of them hot chicks smoking your hard earned bud! Laughing at you because you can't be there to smoke it with them." Limon screamed as he thrashed around, Dave followed suit, he could feel it, the ropes were weakening. All he needed was one more little push. "Worst of all, they are probably going back and forth calling you... Lemon." Limon's eyes went wide at the very mention of the word Lemon, how dare them, how dare they call... him... Lemon! "No one calls me Lemon... no one!" Limon spoke in an almost guttural growl as he pushed one last time with Dave in tow, without much resistance the ropes snapped loose as Dave rolled forward from his pulling momentum.

"Thats the way Limon!" Dave yelled in victory as he quickly got to his feet, he could feel the burn in his shoulders, but screw it, they were bloody free. He turned with a smile to his brother whose face was twisted in a cold fury. "Lets get those bitchs, brother." Dave gave a sardonic smile as he nodded his head in complete agreement, but first things first, they needed their gear and he knew exactly where it was.

Moments later. . .


Much better, so much better. Dave thought to himself as he placed a cigarette between his lips and lite it up taking a long much needed drag off of it. He let the smoke roll through his nostrils closing his eyes to let the vapor calm his stress. It was opportune that he had known where their stuff was, after all, when they had brought them in he had memorized the layout of the building they were in. He had seen this room on his way through and it was filled with clothes and other random door prizes so it was only logical this was where their gear was. Opening his eyes he smiled and sighed in relief as he picked up his trustful machete from the table and gave it a few swings. He than drew his attention to the tied up and gagged woman in the corner who had been guarding the room when they arrived giving her a wink. Placing the machete in its proper sheath he grabbed his leather jacket and slid it over his shoulders before grabbing his pair of desert eagles from the table and putting them in their shoulder holsters. "You got your stuff Limon??" Dave asked almost casually but quickly became flustered when he turned and saw the bowl in hand and could smell the Z weed. "Oh come on! Could you have at least waited until we escaped!?" Dave smacked his head as Limon let out a gust of smoke, whatever, there was nothing to be done about it now. The sudden alarm going off was however more than enough to bring Dave back to the reality of the situation, he chuckled to himself. "Time to go bro! Finish that hit and lets get moving!"

A hit of Z weed and a lot of running later. . .


"Come on broooo, admit it, that was fun." Limon made the remark light heartedly as Dave rolled his eyes but smiled at the remark none the less. "All right, maybe I will admit, it was, a little fun, especially when we set fire to their entire wardrobe before we left, the looks on their faces were priceless!!!!" Limon laughed hard as he clapped Dave on the shoulder, he was glad that Dave was for the most part back to his usual chipper mood. Truth be told, Dave for all his seriousness was hell of a fun guy to be with when he wasn't letting his temper get away from him. They had been together their whole lives pretty much, ever since their mom and dad got thrown in jail and they were thrown into a home. Limon was technically older than Dave by about a year however Dave was always the one who looked after him, beating up bullies, getting them out of trouble at the home, even saving Limon from a woman who was actually a man. Baked out of his mind, Limon couldn't blame Dave for being so anal sometimes, and he was glad for it all the same, even if he did ruin his high all the time. Some would say the two were so far apart in their mentalities, that it could never work but screw those people, they didn't know anything about anything.

"Lets get some leeway between us and the cannibal harem bro, I don't think they are coming after us but we should be far away all the same. After all, burning a ladies clothing is the same as committing murder" Dave laughed as he clapped an arm on Limon's shoulder whom laughed at the joke and did they same as they walked down the ever long but journey filled road.