[29] written by Jook

Turning your head ever so slightly to the right, you see the
fine men of the American Armed Forces. With their guns pointed at the
tip of your nose, you wonder what you should do about this precarious
position. "Excuse me," you say "I'm not really sure what to do here.
I mean, you've got a gun, I don't. What to do?"

Annoyed at your words, one of the soldiers puts the gun in your
mouth. "We do not like you. Your shoes are untied, your pants hang too
low, your hair isn't cut very nicely, and you need to make a dentist
appointment. Oh, and you need a suit because you're getting old now."

"Pleagh," you mumble, wishing they could hear you beg for your
life, but within seconds, you hear the twitch of the officer's finger,
the gunshot, and ultimately your body slump to the ground.

"Get a damn suit and pull your pants up, damn hippie."

* If you pull your pants up, which may save your life, go to [36].
* If you don't, go to [29].