Long-Awaited Shopping

Benjamin Fenderson has been putting off his shopping for too long. It's time for him to do some serious buying, boys. He grabbed things off the shelves, like a new shirt, Cheez-Its, and cool hotdog buns. No hot dogs, but the buns are enough themselves. They could fill at least ten children off the street.

Suddenly, Ben dropped his hotdog buns on the floor. He saw a man he hadn't seen in around a year. It was the ghost of Himalayan Hamson. He asked how he was doing in the afterlife, and Himalayan Hamson replied, saying that he learned from the best of anchovy cooks in his afterlife. He also mentioned how he wanted revenge on his mom, who worked in the Walmart deli. Benjamin walked off. Benjamin went to his old place to visit the people at the National Homeless Association of Young Men Under Twenty-Eight Years of Age. They hated him like he spat in their drinks. He ran away with his cool swag dangling from his bod. He dropped his swaggy hat off his head when he ran. One of the members went to pick it up. It was none other than Jamison Chegglesmek. He was always the one man loyal to Benjamin, though he wasn't fit to lead their organization.

Later that evening, Jamison Chegglesmek saw Benjamin flexing in the light of day. He went to talk to him and gave him a nice stare. He also gave him a pot of fresh anchovies. Benjamin took them graciously, but he noticed something. Jamison Chegglesmek slipped a pencil in Benjamin's pocket. Benjamin's glasses glared in the light. Jamison Chegglesmek has ADHD, so he fell off the ground.

"These are some nice anchovies. What's the pencil for?" Benjamin questioned Jamison.

"What pencil?"

"The one you slipped in my pocket," Ben replied.

It was really weird because what happened next was shocking. Jamison had a heart attack and died. Benjamin fed Jamison an anchovy and he died with a smile on his face. Benjamin then got shot. He looked up to see some guy that had a gun. He then passed out.