Chad's thirst could never now be quenched. He had drank too much, and now he would be stuck forever thirsty. But he didn't really care. His body said to drink, and so he would, even if no other drink could satisfy him as much as the water bottle.
That aside, Chad slowly made his way out of his house to his backyard, where the garden hose was. It wasn't an easy task getting back out, and he even smashed through the sides of the door. Gathering several other neighbor's hoses as well, Chad turned them all on, and stuck them all in his mouth, along with the neverending water bottle.
Quickly as the large flow of water passed, Chad could stand no longer, and laid forward onto his watery-belly and just let himself drink, not at all concerned anymore with what happened. Soon enough, his belly pushed into his house, and slowly but surely began to win against the structure. Wood cracked and splintered, which causing no harm to the growing Chad except to annoy him for a second as his belly crushes his house, and that's the end of that thing.
Chad in his neverending thirst, began to actually suck on the hoses faster than they could normally pull water from the supply. He was just about becoming a drinking 'machine' so to speak. His belly after only a few minutes after destroying his house, already had taken care of most of the rest of the neighborhood, and needless to say, people had noticed. But instead of being scared, or angry at his draining of the water supply...they were...cheering him?
He heard a helicopter above him, and felt someone land on his growing belly, causing it to 'drum' a bit. Chad didn't look up to see who it was until that person was right in front of his face.
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