August, 1999. You're a fresh college grad passing the time in your parents' rural retreat before the tourist season picks up and your first job as "Junior Researcher" at a nearby wildlife-themed resort begins. Located on the outskirts of the run down backwater town called Redridge, the crickets and your empty beer bottles are your only companions. It's getting late, and you decide to put on a pot of coffee and throw something in the microwave...just then, you hear a pounding at the door. Then...the windows.
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Now, they are no longer charples.
Looks like apple core
What's apple core?
Like an eaten apple
Oh, like a literal apple core, and not someone's nickname/username.
he deserves to be a charple for not wearing any pants. common decency, weirdo!
He died wanting his weenie slurped.