2005 - 2009:
More waiting and hiding, but still no Canadians.
2005 - 2009:
We figured a disguise + one more gun = Canadians.
2005 - 2009:
Ryan said: "Freeze Canadian, welcome to America, we love harmless guns!" He shot at what he thought were Canadian feet.
2005 - 2009:
Ryan took aim once more, this time towards the neighbor's house. No Canadians. Where were they?
2005 - 2009:
He checked his sights and looked down the sights at the street. The Canadian Invasiaon was not happeing yet. Disappointed.
2005 - 2009:
There was news from up above the America Border: near Maine. Ryan claimed that the Canadians were coming to see Hugh. It was to be a Canadian Invasion.
2005 - 2009:
They were penis feet. Not Canadian feet. FAILED
2005 - 2009:
Ryan prefered the harmless, semi-automatic-safety-handgun. It was a wise decision, as the handgun could shoot out hearts fastest.
2005 - 2009:
We waited and waited. We waited as long as a sink waits to be a urinal, and that can be ages in a girl's house.
2005 - 2009:
Ryan was deeply concerned over our arsenal. We needed all the harmless weapons we could get our hands on.
2005 - 2009:
I offered Ryan my gun; he didn't want the taser or the blackjack. He was a self proclaimed expert with gun.
2005 - 2009:
Suddenly Ryan saw what appeared to be a Canadian.