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“OLD SPORT” GATSBY SCREAM AS HE FLY DOWN THE HGIHG WAY. OH SHIT HERE CUM GATSBY IN HIS NEW RIDE

what was he running from?? his past???? u can remeat the past, old spirt. why of course yu can. but you cant outrun……….THE LAW

gatsby checked his mirrors lik a responsivble driver before accidentall running over ten pedestrians and another car. behind him there were flashing blue lghts. “old sport” he grubled. its the police

does gasby give a fuck?? they dont call him the grep gatsby for nothing. he turned on the turbo speed and drove like a NASCAR man. but THE LAW was faster. THE LAW shot down the road like javert goign off the bridge

(wait that was a spoiler)

“I AM THE LAW” bellow a voice from behind gabby. it was havert. he leap onto gatsbys car like a tiger from rebvolutionary era france. but a musical one.

“im running from my past old sport” gasty exasperated. “get out fo here”

“fuck THAT” scream javert, except he was singing. he put handcuffs on gatsby. 

“old sport” gatsby sported. 

“AND IM JAVERT” scream javert.

gastby went to prison for nine years. but then he escaped and became the mayor of a small frienc town and actually you know how this goes idont need to narrate

but it wasns a loaf of bread he stole. not this time. this time……..

it was javers heart.

2000 notes. well thats it. time to pack up this shitty earth and rocket over to space. im done here theres nothing left to do. i have climbed shit mountain and i stand here, mouth agape in a mixture of despair and acceptance, as i overlook my empire of piss. ive conquered this fucking wasteland. was it worth it, i wonder? is my mother proud of me? i have transcended this mortal form but the last remnants of my earthly soul are homesick for a time when this absolute shit smorgasbord did not exist