Gang?!

Max: Yo! Give us all of your money or else! Jay: (holding a pistol up) YEAH NOW!! Butch: (on a roof with a sniper in case of an emergency) Kane: (feeling a bit bad for you but doesnt show it) Quentin (in the car as getaway driver not wanting to watch it happen)

I got my own gang

Max: Yeah right, we dont believe you.

Scout:*grabs a bat*

Max: Hey, put that down! Jay: You think you're gonna fight us? Butch: (from the roof) You're just a kid, you dont stand a chance. Kane: (whispering) Guys, we should just go. Quentin: (in the car, starting to panic)

OH GUYS *whole tf2 comes over having guns*

can i ask you a question

Max: Uh... Sure.

are you sure you want to hear that

Max: Yo! Give us all of your money or else! Jay: (holding a pistol up) YEAH NOW!! Butch: (on a roof with a sniper in case of an emergency) Kane: (feeling a bit bad for you but doesnt show it) Quentin (in the car as getaway driver not wanting to watch it happen)

*I litteraly flip out 500K BUCKS OUT OF MY POCKET*

Max: HOLY CRAP! KANE: Damn boy! *Jay puts his gun away*

Max: Yo! Give us all of your money or else! Jay: (holding a pistol up) YEAH NOW!! Butch: (on a roof with a sniper in case of an emergency) Kane: (feeling a bit bad for you but doesnt show it) Quentin (in the car as getaway driver not wanting to watch it happen)

*I pull my gun out from my back pocket and point it at them* THIS IS THE POLICE GET ON THE GROUND NOW!

Jay: OH HELL NAW YOU DIDNT JUST SAY THAT YOU LITTLE BASTARD! (He points his gun at you) Quentin: (whispering) I don't wanna die today.