Walt's wearing a striped polo shirt, shorts and flip flops. The cheap, rubbery kind you can buy at Wal-Mart for $3 or $4 a pair. The flip-flops are black with a green streak at an angle in the middle, with gray on the heel. They actually looked pretty cool and maybe something like a skater guy would wear.
As Walt lifts his massive foot and starts to walk in your direction, you instinctively start to run in the opposite way. You are running as fast as you can to keep from getting stomped like a bug under this teen guys giant flip flops.
You suddenly trip on a small rough spot on the linoleum floor. You get up as quick as possible and look up and see the bottom of Walt's massive flip flop coming down on you quickly and cruelly. You look up at the sole of his powerful flip flop as it descends onto you. You then realize that your entire life has come down to this one moment; this final conclusion of being crushed under a teen guys foot like an insignificant insect. you scream as loud as you possibly can; the loudest you ever have before, but it didn't matter. As he stomped on you, you were forced to smell the bottom of this giant, teen flip flop. You felt like you were being pressed down really hard; a sharp pain went right through your pelvis and torso at the same time, and then you felt a horrible flattening sensation with your skull and a sharp pain go through you entire body, and then...
****CRUNCH****
Walt, without even realizing it, has crushed you dead like the pathetic, little maggot that you are. You were painfully snuffed out like an ant under his giant flip flop.
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