Behind the door was a man with a huge pot belly, fearful brown eyes, with a bald head wearing a big black t-shirt and brown pants.
The guy jumped back as Colin and Ron stepped out of the elevator.
"Who are you guys... oh who the hell cares, this place is gonna go down!" the big bellied man blurted out.
"What are you talking about, dude?" Ron asked.
"I left my portable fryer on in the boiler room! It could overheat and burn. And if those flames hit the boiler, BOOM! Bye bye load bearing wall!" the man shouted.
"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?" Colin asked aggressively.
"I had to! Look, we need to get to the first floor and fast!" the man yelled.
Their exchange was cut short by the elevator's cable snapping and the sight of it plummeting down the shaft.
"Well, shit." Colin sighed angrily.
The trio began running down the long stairs as fast as they could. Unluckily for them, several bimbos heard them running and began chasing after them, bare tits flopping like overfilled water balloons. Colin and Roon ushered the fat guy to run faster as he caught a glimpse of the leaky pussied, horny women running at them.
"What do those chicks want with us?" he asked.
"No time to explain!" Colin shouted as he knocked over a cart of cleaning supplies to block the way... it didn't work, the bimbos scampered right over it.
Suddenly the fat guy fell over and a bimbo grabbed onto his ankle.
"Help!" the guy yelled as the bimbo began dragging him back.
"Don't just stand there, help him!" Ron yelled .
"In case you forgot, THERE'S A FRYER THAT'S ABOUT TO EXPLODE DOWN THERE!" Colin shouted.
Ron looked at him for a few minutes before deciding...