Revenge of the raging panther
Mojo stepped into the train station slowly. His eyes were like a panther’s, beady with sharp vision, searching for the killer which he had hunted for the past 2 years. This was suppose to be another tip from his friend, that he would find Baal here.
He walked for the next hour, but Baal was nowhere in sight. Could this be another mistake that his friend had made ? Ahh, to hell with his friend - Mojo thought. In fact, he had gotten used with his friends’ phony tips, that he had practically lived with it. He then walked to a nearby abandoned railway platform, whipped out his dick and started urinating - as what thousands had been doing at that local train station.
He wasn’t even paying attention… when suddenly he slipped his dick and accidentally pissed all over his hands. “Mader Chod !” he cussed, while wiping his hands on his pants. At the same time, he suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eyes - the shadow of someone familiar. Someone whom he had antagonized and loathed for years …. it was Baal !
Mojo quickly gave chase, with his dick still dangling out whipping all over the place. He got himself so much attention with his unintentional flashing that it quickly alerted Baal about the danger he is in. Baal gave out a yelp and fled into the about-to-move train cars. With the very last ounce of his strength, Mojo managed to catch up with the moving train and dive-grab the nearest railing available. Still panting … Mojo began to search coach after coach for his sworn enemy… with a vengeful mood.
When he came to the third coach, he suddenly heard a loud blood curdling scream of a woman’s - which appeared to be a female pilgrim’s reaction when she saw his semi-dark dick protruded out from his unclosed barn door. He quickly zipped his pants in embarassment. That was the moment, when he noticed someone actually sneaked past behind him, and he could smell, that it was Baal’s stench !
He quickly turned around and gripped on Baal’s arm. Then he clenched his fist and gave Baal a hard punch on the face - DUSSSSSHHHHHH. The noise was so loud that it staggered some of the passengers and made them jumped out from the train … rolling away on the side of the rail track. Mojo pulled a second punch, but this time, Baal managed to duck in time and the punch strayed onto a housewife’s face. Again, a loud sound reverberated across the crowded train carriage… DUSSSSSSHHHHH. The housewife blacked out. It was a punch that not even a cow can bear. A quick scuffle ensued and Baal managed to squirm himself free from Mojo’s grasp … and climbed up to the roof of the train.
The real battle began. A fight that was so dangerous, that even standing on top of the train alone .. was already an insane stunt ! Mojo climbed up and came in face to face with Baal. That was when Baal gave out a big cunning cackle
“Hah hah hah ha ha haa !! Mein teri maa ko teri bhen ki choot mein chodoonga aur tera baap laltern lekar aayega !”
To which… Mojo replied ..
“Tere maa ko sau kutte chode - sau wa tera baap!”
And it was a moment of silence after that. Both were locking at each other’s gaze and was building up their energy to settle the score. They remained like this for the whole 10 minutes, until Mojo felt numb on his feet. That was when Baal suddenly charged forward with his flying kick .. and hit Mojo right on his chest. DUSSSSSSHHHH … the hit emitted a sound so loud that it almost derailed the train. Mojo was catapulted about 6 feet away from the spot he stood … feet still numb.
Baal, being a very evil person, wasted no time and pinned the already fallen Mojo with his weight. He was like half sitting on Mojo and started punching him hard repeatedly on the head & face - BISSSH DUSSSSH BISSSSH DUSSSSH BOSSSSHHHH … it was a sad scene. Mojo was bleeding very profusely on his head from the repeated pummeling. The situation seemed hopeless for Mojo .. when suddenly, a blurry image of an old lady emerges in his fading mind. It was his deceased mother … saying to him “Tere adha Nirodh mein rah gaya…”
It was that 5 words … that gave him strength again to fight on. With his new found strength, he blocked both of Baal’s swinging fist, and headbutted him right at his nose - DOOBBBBBB. Followed by a right hook - DISSSHHHHHHH. Then left hook - DUSSHHHHHHH. And finally he took out his belt and swung at Baal’s face - SWISSHHHHHH. Baal became very weak from the several critical hit and puked. Mojo then delivered the final death blow - the flying elbow - into Baal’s ribs and went DOORRRKKKK . Baal slipped into gap between the carriages of the moving train … and was crushed to death. CRACCKKK ! That’s Baal’s skull split open like a peanut’s shell.
Mojo knelt in victory and smiled triumphly to himself. He has finally killed Baal and fulfilled his promise to his dead mother, that he would never use a chainsaw to fight. Then suddenly, a girl with a knockout body climbed up onto the train roof and wiped the blood off Mojo’s forehead … and said “a/s/l pls …” Mojo finally found himself a girl and they started to sing and danced together … occasionally rolling themselves on the train top. And they lived happily ever after.