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Opis ebooka Bottling Farts, Inc. - Episode 8: Disempowered - Donald Rump

THE F**KING IDIOT . . .Vlad Wieckowski has seen better days. With only the clothes on his back, he's out of money, out of luck, and out of gas.CONFRONTS THE EVIL PINT-SIZED BASTARD . . .That little sh*t Henry Winkle is at it again, and this time he's got warehouses full of toxic gas at his disposal. Can anyone stop his evil plot to gas the world?AND GETS F**KED OVER BY A MYSTERIOUS DIPSH*T AGENT . . .By his letter he is known.W.W for Wacky. W for Wicked. W for WTF?!WILL THE INDELIBLE SH*THEAD GET HIS REVENGE?Or is mankind totally f**ked?Disempowered is the eighth episode of an ongoing serial, created specifically for the Eight Hour Fiction Challenge. Each installment is approximately 3,000-4,000 words.

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Bottling Farts, Inc.

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© 2017 Donald Rump. All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form (electronic, mechanical or otherwise) without the express written consent of the author.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locations or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

E-book layout, formatting and design by Donald Rump.

Image(s) licensed by DepositPhotos.com and © Valentyn Pidburtnyi (#40453309). Fart drawings by Mel Casipit.

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Table of Contents

Title Page

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Copyright

Dedication

Episode 8: Disempowered

My Two Cents

About the Author

Ad 1: Bottling Farts, Inc. Season One

Ad 2: 20 Common Questions About Farts

This book is dedicated to the original creator of the Eight Hour Fiction Challenge, Joe Konrath.

Episode 8: Disempowered

“Damn, boss. You look like shit.” Floyd Nutley, a certain evil bastard’s personal assistant and right hand man, took a picture with his cell phone and showed it to him. “See?”

Henry Winkle, Fleasburg’s pint-sized supervillain, knocked the cell phone out of Floyd’s hand and slowly sat up. “Where is she?” His voice was distorted through his black gas mask, his breath an unnatural raspy echo.

“You mean that broad who shot up your gas mask and kicked you in the nuts? I think she said that she’d love to stay and give you free rectal exam, but she had a plane to catch, or some shit like that.”

No wonder Henry’s testicles felt like a bag of eggs slammed against a concrete wall. But what the hell was this crap about free rectal exams? Unfortunately, that wasn’t the worst of his worries. “My mask!” He noticed the connecting tube had been damaged, and immediately began to cough.

“It’s ok, boss. I’ve already called an ambulance.” Floyd looked around for his phone and picked it up. Although he put on his mask sideways, somehow he was able to breathe and see out the side despite the toxic fumes lingering.