Haha I'm back. Holy shit my keyboard made a weird noise. Ha, um, lets write some more random stuff shall we? Hopefully this will be better since I am now on my computer where I am at home and comfortable with everything oh and forgive me, I don't know if Soda pop is one word or too, but I'm going to guess one.

Sodapop and the Cheesy Nacho.

So one day, Sodapop got a cheesy nacho and was going to eat it at his house so he could shove it in the gangs face since none of them have a cheesy nacho. Hey, I would do the same thing, wouldn't you if you had a cheesy nacho? I think so. Sodapop opened the door and threw his fist in the air.

"I have…a…CHEESY NACHO!" He exclaimed happily.

Dally was jealous of this cheesy nacho. He wanted one. But Dally knew he could never, ever, have one because Dally's fingers are laced with ketchup and everyone knows that cheesy nacho's do not go well with ketchup. Since Soda didn't have this finger ketchup problem, he was free to have cheesy nachos. Dally hated that. Dally hated Soda for that. Soda got everything. Good looks, nice girls, white teeth, but now…now he had a cheesy nacho and everything was just going to far. Dally knew it had to stop there. He knew that if Soda could get a cheesy nacho he could get anything, so Dally did what anyone would do. He took out a match and lit the cheesy nacho on fire.

"AH MY CHEESY NACHO IS ON FIRE!" Soda said jumping up and down dramaticly. Dally sat there. He knew he had won. Finally, Dally had won. The cheesy nacho was destroyed. He had returned peace to the world.

Just then the door opened and Two-Bit walked in with his fist in the air.

"I have…a…. PRICKELED PETUNIA!"

THE END