When i was 11, mr brother and i were walking home from school just talking and being bros when suddenly a hot rod zoomed past us. it pulled to the side of the road and three bullies from the local highschool emerged from it. they asked me and my brother "Have you two twerps the Jugghead?". my brother, not wanting to be a chicken, said "No, leave us alone!". They grabbed my brother and started to beat him with the force of thirty men at most screaming, "THE JUGGHEAD THE JUGGHEAD THE JUGGHEAD!". The beat him untill his bruised and bloody body stoped moving and his eyes became lifeless. They stood over his body chuckling. they stoped for a moment, looked at me with dead, cold eyes and said, "The Jugghead". They drove off into the sunset, never to be heard from again.
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