Post by charles finley. on Sept 6, 2008 21:42:07 GMT -5
You cannot beat the parody that I create. Expect Kevin, but Kevin is the king of parody and crap that doesn’t make sense. XD This is making fun of most of the ADJL fanfics that I just look at the titles of and kinda go “wtf” at. Some, I’ve actually read. XD;
This crap does NOT make any sense. At all. Basically, it’s supposed to make fun of how some stories are rushed, constantly use chat language, have highly odd plots that people get tons of reviews for when people who take their time don’t get as much as they should, and things that I’ve seen on ff.net that just make you go “wtf.” It’s horribly rushed, written in probably five hours total. It goes off topic, has the weirdest story line behind it … if there is even a story line. It repeats itself a couple of times, and it’s so out of character that your eyes will probably bleed. It hasn’t been edited at all, which is another thing I wanted. A lot of people I know don’t have betas, and some of the people without betas have crappy writing.
I also don’t mind crossovers, but they are kinda weird for me. Mainly, it’s because I have this hard time trying to make it so that … let’s say the characters in Twilight, meet up with the characters from AD;JL to take down some city or whatever. I have nothing against them, but it’s kinda fun to make fun of them. Esp. the ones were it’s Real Life and Cartoons. (House and ADJL, anyone? Bleck. XD)
I, again, don’t have a problem with OCs. Haha. I love OCs. They’re just needed, sometimes, you know? XD Mary Sues are full of epic win, because they’re really epic fail, you know? Kinda like Ebony Dark Raven Way. It’s all for the lolz, man.
Keep in mind, as most of you know, I do NOT write like this everyday. My writing is highly more understandable. The plots actually make sense, I don’t go off topic that much (But that’s probably cause I write in first person POV lawlz), etc. Fu*k, at least I know were I'm going with my stories - I still don't know where this story is going. XD Most of you have seen my writing, but for those of you who haven’t, check out some of my other stories and compare them to this. I went wtf at it. xD
Surely, the things you go wtf at. This is one of them. XD
My idol was the chick who wrote My Immortal. /sighs. Gosh, I wish I could be like her one day.
McDonalds. The fast food nation that we’re all familiar with, but of course, America has highly huge Big Macs, that, are in all honestly, quite disgusting. It’s a time of happy times for the younger children, the ones who clearly haven’t read Fast Food Nation and are very unaware of what they actually put into the burgers that they eat, but that’s okay.
“Dude, I’m so hungry,” Spud suddenly said, completely random. It was summer time, almost ten p.m in the blissfully cheerful day in August. School, their senior year, was starting in a couple of weeks. They all had one goal; get laid before Graduation. Jake was the only one who had succeeded with that. (From what he was told, the Huntsman was quite large after they made that deal. A deal that which is for me to know … and you to never find out. )
“Like, oh my god, wait a minute. I need to finish chatting with my bff, you know? God, I miss her.” Jake sighed and Spud rolled his eyes. Ever since Jake had come out of the closet, things had always become slightly awkward and Trixie gladly became his “bff”, as he put it, seeing as Spud always wondered if Jake had a thing for him. Not that we all can blame Jake, I mean, Spud’s gorgeous. But there once was a time when Jake and Trixie dated. It didn’t work out so well. During that time, Rose tried crack. She even almost died, but Jake saved her and scolded her. Of course, this was before he even realized he was gay – when Rose was the love of his life and Spud was secretly addicted to heroin, but nobody knows about that, even to this day. But that’s between you and me, a story for another time. Let’s get on with this mindless story of epic win, shall we?
“Alright! I’m done. Now were would you like to go?” Jake asked, eying Spud with lustful eyes. Spud cringed away, instantly thinking about the girl who he was in love with to take his mind of Jake and his lusty eyes. Rose, Rose, oh, how he loved thy Rose. One day, he promised himself, he would take Rose’s hand in marriage and they would have some lovely, and yet dead sexy, children … Incest, anyone?
“Um, I don’t know. McDonalds?” He said, rushing to the car. “I call shotgun!” Jake took his time, carefully swinging his butt as he did so. Nothing like drawing attention to yourself, eh?
“Of course, my honey, you get shotgun. I am driving the stick shift, after all.” Jake raised his eyebrows in a highly seductive way as he grabbed a hold of the stick shift, starting the car and driving off into the wonderful, icky, fast food nation, were little boys and girls are ahoy, completely clueless to the nasty and slightly perverted teenagers that stalked them at night.
I mean, McDonalds.
“Oh! Sh-t! What the hell was that?!” Jake screamed, slamming the brakes. “Oh, he’s kinda cute. Wait, is that a broom, I see?” Spud titled his head to the side. Sure enough, there was a teenager on a broom, riding across the street. “Oh my god! Spud, it’s Harry Potter! Remember that trip a couple of years ago when we had to help him defeat Voldermort? HI HARRY!”
Harry Potter waved at them and flew off as Jake sighed dreamily. “He’s so hot, isn’t he? Too bad he’s getting married to Ginny in a couple of weeks. Oh! Speaking of which, did you get the invitation? We all got invited to the wedding. I’m so excited!”
Spud’s reaction clearly said “…” He was highly thankful that people knew he was the American Dragon now, instead of him being all secret-secret. It drove them all insane, but it was worth it. Until you had Rotwood sitting in your car with a can of whip cream and wearing boxers. Then it’s a tad bit disturbing.
“Give me your iPhone, I want to sign on AIM. It’ll take forever to get to McDonalds, dude. Why’d we have to pick rush hour?” Spud sighed as he quickly took Jake’s iPhone from his hand, singing onto MSN.
Dr. Huntsman; Jakeyyy!
Sexy Hot Rod; No. Not Jake.
Dr. Huntsman; Aww. SEND HIM MY LOVE~~~~
“Huntsman sends his love,” Spud said, rolling his eyes as Jake’s face flushed and his eyes beamed. Quickly, he signed out of Jake’s account and into is own.
Rosey; Babyyyy!
Spud smiled. How he loved his girlfriend so much. One day, he knew it, he just KNEW it, they would get married. No matter what. The Dark Dragon could be the godfather. And some random chick could be the god mother. I know, let’s name her Mary Sue. She could be in love with Jake, have no emotions whatsoever, and be perfect in many ways! Then Jake could fall in love with her … but she’s a woman! Oh, how the plot would thicken then! And, of course, then they’d all have this perfect ending because what do you know, the random chick was a dragon too! They could save the world and have magical babies!! Oh my godz.. Let’s all party, alright?
Not.
Epic Win; sup, my luv?
Rosey; im doin great? u?
Epic Win; gettin food with Jake.
Rosey; playland?
Epic Win; yupyup.
Rosey; ^_^
They talked about things that should not be said on this forum, or fanfiction.net, for that matter. But since when do I care? I don’t, really, but I would like to keep some people from raping this story because some fourteen year old girl who has no life got you horny. Ew. Perverts. Have some respect for me, will you? God. It’s not that much to ask. Wait, how the hell do people even get horny off sh-t like this? I mean, I’ve seen some were it’s understandable, but you must know. AMERICAN DRAGON DOES NOT HAVE THAT GOOD OF LEMONS. From what I’ve seen, at least. I’m sure that some people could write some decent ones.
Any-dang-way … Let’s get back to the story where Jake and Spud have someone arrived at McDonalds and girls are screaming and lifting up their shirts for Jake because they love the idea them screwing the American Dragon. Too bad for them, they are not guys. Although, from what I’ve heard, some of them got sex changes to be with him. Can you say desperate much?
“JAKE I LOVE YOU.”
“MARRY ME, MAN!”
“KISS ME!”
“SIGN MY BUTT!”
Jake smiled at his lovely fans. “Sorry, ladies. But my heart belongs to another man! And I plan on being with him forever. I love you, D*ck! Forever and ever, baby!” He blew a kiss out into the crowd, vaguely aware that he was on TV.
Somewhere, far far away, D*ck, aka the infamous Huntsman, swooned. “I love you too, Jakey.”
Back to Jake and Spud and the McDonalds swooning.
“Can we get inside now? I’m not liking your public image, dude. It’s so annoying,” Spud growled, pulling up his hood, becoming emo like as Jake blew kisses towards the crowd. Spud rolled his eyes before dragging his friend in to wonders of greasy fast food.
Smoke.
Um, what?
Smoke.
…
Spud and Ja-
SMOKE.
Dammit, this is my story, you son of a b-tch. Back off.
… Smoke.
Anyways! Jake and Spud entered McDonalds (smoke), quickly ordering their food. Jake decided that he’d watch his ‘perfect figure’, and go with a chicken salad. Spud, on the other hand, could care less about the model image and asked for the biggest thing that he could ever get. Extra extra large blubber butt with fatty thighs, Yum, yum, yum, tastey. Jake, of course, cringed at the site of his food. But his mind was changed once he saw the magical world of younger children without shoes.
Otherwise known as the famous McDonalds play pin, with the perverted, creepy ass, clown watching you in the back.
But, before Jake entered the play pin like a kid on Christmas, he spotted someone, or someone’s, out of the corner of his eye.
“Dude! There’s Kim! Oh my god, this is like, the best day ever. Hi Kim! Hi Ron! Oh … Oh crap, I forgot she got pregnant a couple months ago. Oh my god, she’s so big! Oh, holy crap, man. There’s Danny and Ember. [A/N; That’s right. Danny and Ember, female doges. F*ck Danny and Sam. XD] They look so happy together. Gosh, I wish I could just have that relationship. It’s just like a fairy tale. Hi you guys!!” He waved, and all of them waved back with a happy smile on their face. But, alas, what the two didn’t know was that they were really ... robots! In disguise. Some robot themed music here! Nananaaaa. Can you hear the plot thickening? Surely, you must be keeping track of this. In all honestly, a oneshot means you keep track of EVERYTHING, no matter how fast it suddenly goes. Got it? Good. No slowing down for YOU.
“Well, Spudy, I must be off into the lovely play pin. I see wonderful little kiddies and they look so cute I could just gobble them up!” Insert some MSN smiley that’s supposed to be a cute face here. Jake ran off towards the play land, completely disappearing into the ball pin. Do you guys even know what that stuff is filled with? It’s full of pee, germs … hell, someone once found a needle in there. A needle! omgwtfuguis.
Spud sat there, eating his food. How he loved his food. He could marry his food, marry it all the way forever. They could have little cheeseburger children, and human girls … But of course, it’d be a cheeseburger without the cheese, u guys. He tapped his finger against the table, eating his food as he watched Jake dive in to the play pin with all the balls. (No pun intended, you sick perverts.) It was like watching someone dive into the water on slow motion, all wet and the person’s hair shaped perfectly by the water. Spud enjoyed this – it was like watching a wet teeshirt contest that he and Rose had three years ago …
But that’s nothing for your little kiddie minds to here, because you don’t wanna know about how he put his you-know-what in her you-know-what in the FORRIBEN FOREST. Ohsnap.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Rotwood and the Huntsman came running in, only wearing boxers and had a can of whip cream, diving into the ball pit.
Now it was a wet tee shirt contest, only with a creepy ass ex-teacher, friend’s boyfriend, and gay friend. Spud watched carefully as they laughed, frolicking around, spraying the whip cream everywhere. But was it whip cream? I know the answer to that – I think I’ll just let you guys figure that one out for yourselves.
“Mommy, why are three homosexuals playing in the ball pit without any tee shirts and all that white stuff?” A little kid asked, looking up at his mother.
“Now Billy, do not stare at the homosexuals. They don’t like to be stared at,” Billy’s mother said, helping him put his shoes on so they could get the hell out of there.
“MOMMY. WHY IS HE TOUCHING THE AMERICAN DRAGON IN HIS NAUGHTY PLACE?!?”
The mother looked up at the ball pit and instantly shielded little Billy’s blue eyes from such naughtiness. “Now Billy, let’s get the hell out of here.” She took him by the hand, and that was the last of Billy and his mother and their great escape.
Spud finished eating, and went back on Jake’s iPhone, talking about very censored things that should be blocked from an iPhone. But it’s Jake’s iPhone, what will be blocked? He couldn’t have sh-t blocked – he loved his porn sites.
Three and a half hours later, Spud, the Huntsman, Rotwood, and Jake all left.
And they all lived happy ever.
Jake and the Huntsman got married three years later, and Jake is now expecting a baby boy. How he got pregnant … the world shall never know. It’s a complete mystery – but this is a cartoon fic, weird crap happens. They now live together with Rotwood, where things go bump in the night, if you know what I mean.
Rose and Spud are set to get married in April. Rose is will be expecting her second child, for she was a sl-t and got knocked up by the Huntsman in her senior year. I don’t really know what happened, but Spud still loves her.
Trixie was shot and killed three days into her senior year. From what the police reports said, it appeared to be that the gun was ‘accidentally’ fired from a second story window, which was supposed to hit the Mayor. They did not succeeded.
The Mayor, who was a target of the assault, went back to live happily ever after with his wife and two children.
Nobody’s quite sure what’s up with the OC’s, Mary Sue’s, and Gary Stu’s now a days. From what I’ve heard, they are all having this big block party of epic win down the street while reading this fic. I must be off to join them before they steal all the cans of that weird spray stuff you spray at people.
THE END
oh, what a cliché line.
...
*runs like hell* XD[/b]
This crap does NOT make any sense. At all. Basically, it’s supposed to make fun of how some stories are rushed, constantly use chat language, have highly odd plots that people get tons of reviews for when people who take their time don’t get as much as they should, and things that I’ve seen on ff.net that just make you go “wtf.” It’s horribly rushed, written in probably five hours total. It goes off topic, has the weirdest story line behind it … if there is even a story line. It repeats itself a couple of times, and it’s so out of character that your eyes will probably bleed. It hasn’t been edited at all, which is another thing I wanted. A lot of people I know don’t have betas, and some of the people without betas have crappy writing.
I also don’t mind crossovers, but they are kinda weird for me. Mainly, it’s because I have this hard time trying to make it so that … let’s say the characters in Twilight, meet up with the characters from AD;JL to take down some city or whatever. I have nothing against them, but it’s kinda fun to make fun of them. Esp. the ones were it’s Real Life and Cartoons. (House and ADJL, anyone? Bleck. XD)
I, again, don’t have a problem with OCs. Haha. I love OCs. They’re just needed, sometimes, you know? XD Mary Sues are full of epic win, because they’re really epic fail, you know? Kinda like Ebony Dark Raven Way. It’s all for the lolz, man.
Keep in mind, as most of you know, I do NOT write like this everyday. My writing is highly more understandable. The plots actually make sense, I don’t go off topic that much (But that’s probably cause I write in first person POV lawlz), etc. Fu*k, at least I know were I'm going with my stories - I still don't know where this story is going. XD Most of you have seen my writing, but for those of you who haven’t, check out some of my other stories and compare them to this. I went wtf at it. xD
Surely, the things you go wtf at. This is one of them. XD
My idol was the chick who wrote My Immortal. /sighs. Gosh, I wish I could be like her one day.
The Best Thing You Will Ever Read (... well. kinda. I'm not great with titles. XD)
aka Sh-t That Doesn’t Make Sense. XD;
An American Dragon; Jake Long Parody of Crappy Fanfics! I think …
by … I panicked at YOUR disco.
xoxo;
NO POV.
[/center]aka Sh-t That Doesn’t Make Sense. XD;
An American Dragon; Jake Long Parody of Crappy Fanfics! I think …
by … I panicked at YOUR disco.
xoxo;
NO POV.
McDonalds. The fast food nation that we’re all familiar with, but of course, America has highly huge Big Macs, that, are in all honestly, quite disgusting. It’s a time of happy times for the younger children, the ones who clearly haven’t read Fast Food Nation and are very unaware of what they actually put into the burgers that they eat, but that’s okay.
“Dude, I’m so hungry,” Spud suddenly said, completely random. It was summer time, almost ten p.m in the blissfully cheerful day in August. School, their senior year, was starting in a couple of weeks. They all had one goal; get laid before Graduation. Jake was the only one who had succeeded with that. (From what he was told, the Huntsman was quite large after they made that deal. A deal that which is for me to know … and you to never find out. )
“Like, oh my god, wait a minute. I need to finish chatting with my bff, you know? God, I miss her.” Jake sighed and Spud rolled his eyes. Ever since Jake had come out of the closet, things had always become slightly awkward and Trixie gladly became his “bff”, as he put it, seeing as Spud always wondered if Jake had a thing for him. Not that we all can blame Jake, I mean, Spud’s gorgeous. But there once was a time when Jake and Trixie dated. It didn’t work out so well. During that time, Rose tried crack. She even almost died, but Jake saved her and scolded her. Of course, this was before he even realized he was gay – when Rose was the love of his life and Spud was secretly addicted to heroin, but nobody knows about that, even to this day. But that’s between you and me, a story for another time. Let’s get on with this mindless story of epic win, shall we?
“Alright! I’m done. Now were would you like to go?” Jake asked, eying Spud with lustful eyes. Spud cringed away, instantly thinking about the girl who he was in love with to take his mind of Jake and his lusty eyes. Rose, Rose, oh, how he loved thy Rose. One day, he promised himself, he would take Rose’s hand in marriage and they would have some lovely, and yet dead sexy, children … Incest, anyone?
“Um, I don’t know. McDonalds?” He said, rushing to the car. “I call shotgun!” Jake took his time, carefully swinging his butt as he did so. Nothing like drawing attention to yourself, eh?
“Of course, my honey, you get shotgun. I am driving the stick shift, after all.” Jake raised his eyebrows in a highly seductive way as he grabbed a hold of the stick shift, starting the car and driving off into the wonderful, icky, fast food nation, were little boys and girls are ahoy, completely clueless to the nasty and slightly perverted teenagers that stalked them at night.
I mean, McDonalds.
“Oh! Sh-t! What the hell was that?!” Jake screamed, slamming the brakes. “Oh, he’s kinda cute. Wait, is that a broom, I see?” Spud titled his head to the side. Sure enough, there was a teenager on a broom, riding across the street. “Oh my god! Spud, it’s Harry Potter! Remember that trip a couple of years ago when we had to help him defeat Voldermort? HI HARRY!”
Harry Potter waved at them and flew off as Jake sighed dreamily. “He’s so hot, isn’t he? Too bad he’s getting married to Ginny in a couple of weeks. Oh! Speaking of which, did you get the invitation? We all got invited to the wedding. I’m so excited!”
Spud’s reaction clearly said “…” He was highly thankful that people knew he was the American Dragon now, instead of him being all secret-secret. It drove them all insane, but it was worth it. Until you had Rotwood sitting in your car with a can of whip cream and wearing boxers. Then it’s a tad bit disturbing.
“Give me your iPhone, I want to sign on AIM. It’ll take forever to get to McDonalds, dude. Why’d we have to pick rush hour?” Spud sighed as he quickly took Jake’s iPhone from his hand, singing onto MSN.
Dr. Huntsman; Jakeyyy!
Sexy Hot Rod; No. Not Jake.
Dr. Huntsman; Aww. SEND HIM MY LOVE~~~~
“Huntsman sends his love,” Spud said, rolling his eyes as Jake’s face flushed and his eyes beamed. Quickly, he signed out of Jake’s account and into is own.
Rosey; Babyyyy!
Spud smiled. How he loved his girlfriend so much. One day, he knew it, he just KNEW it, they would get married. No matter what. The Dark Dragon could be the godfather. And some random chick could be the god mother. I know, let’s name her Mary Sue. She could be in love with Jake, have no emotions whatsoever, and be perfect in many ways! Then Jake could fall in love with her … but she’s a woman! Oh, how the plot would thicken then! And, of course, then they’d all have this perfect ending because what do you know, the random chick was a dragon too! They could save the world and have magical babies!! Oh my godz.. Let’s all party, alright?
Not.
Epic Win; sup, my luv?
Rosey; im doin great? u?
Epic Win; gettin food with Jake.
Rosey; playland?
Epic Win; yupyup.
Rosey; ^_^
They talked about things that should not be said on this forum, or fanfiction.net, for that matter. But since when do I care? I don’t, really, but I would like to keep some people from raping this story because some fourteen year old girl who has no life got you horny. Ew. Perverts. Have some respect for me, will you? God. It’s not that much to ask. Wait, how the hell do people even get horny off sh-t like this? I mean, I’ve seen some were it’s understandable, but you must know. AMERICAN DRAGON DOES NOT HAVE THAT GOOD OF LEMONS. From what I’ve seen, at least. I’m sure that some people could write some decent ones.
Any-dang-way … Let’s get back to the story where Jake and Spud have someone arrived at McDonalds and girls are screaming and lifting up their shirts for Jake because they love the idea them screwing the American Dragon. Too bad for them, they are not guys. Although, from what I’ve heard, some of them got sex changes to be with him. Can you say desperate much?
“JAKE I LOVE YOU.”
“MARRY ME, MAN!”
“KISS ME!”
“SIGN MY BUTT!”
Jake smiled at his lovely fans. “Sorry, ladies. But my heart belongs to another man! And I plan on being with him forever. I love you, D*ck! Forever and ever, baby!” He blew a kiss out into the crowd, vaguely aware that he was on TV.
Somewhere, far far away, D*ck, aka the infamous Huntsman, swooned. “I love you too, Jakey.”
Back to Jake and Spud and the McDonalds swooning.
“Can we get inside now? I’m not liking your public image, dude. It’s so annoying,” Spud growled, pulling up his hood, becoming emo like as Jake blew kisses towards the crowd. Spud rolled his eyes before dragging his friend in to wonders of greasy fast food.
Smoke.
Um, what?
Smoke.
…
Spud and Ja-
SMOKE.
Dammit, this is my story, you son of a b-tch. Back off.
… Smoke.
Anyways! Jake and Spud entered McDonalds (smoke), quickly ordering their food. Jake decided that he’d watch his ‘perfect figure’, and go with a chicken salad. Spud, on the other hand, could care less about the model image and asked for the biggest thing that he could ever get. Extra extra large blubber butt with fatty thighs, Yum, yum, yum, tastey. Jake, of course, cringed at the site of his food. But his mind was changed once he saw the magical world of younger children without shoes.
Otherwise known as the famous McDonalds play pin, with the perverted, creepy ass, clown watching you in the back.
But, before Jake entered the play pin like a kid on Christmas, he spotted someone, or someone’s, out of the corner of his eye.
“Dude! There’s Kim! Oh my god, this is like, the best day ever. Hi Kim! Hi Ron! Oh … Oh crap, I forgot she got pregnant a couple months ago. Oh my god, she’s so big! Oh, holy crap, man. There’s Danny and Ember. [A/N; That’s right. Danny and Ember, female doges. F*ck Danny and Sam. XD] They look so happy together. Gosh, I wish I could just have that relationship. It’s just like a fairy tale. Hi you guys!!” He waved, and all of them waved back with a happy smile on their face. But, alas, what the two didn’t know was that they were really ... robots! In disguise. Some robot themed music here! Nananaaaa. Can you hear the plot thickening? Surely, you must be keeping track of this. In all honestly, a oneshot means you keep track of EVERYTHING, no matter how fast it suddenly goes. Got it? Good. No slowing down for YOU.
“Well, Spudy, I must be off into the lovely play pin. I see wonderful little kiddies and they look so cute I could just gobble them up!” Insert some MSN smiley that’s supposed to be a cute face here. Jake ran off towards the play land, completely disappearing into the ball pin. Do you guys even know what that stuff is filled with? It’s full of pee, germs … hell, someone once found a needle in there. A needle! omgwtfuguis.
Spud sat there, eating his food. How he loved his food. He could marry his food, marry it all the way forever. They could have little cheeseburger children, and human girls … But of course, it’d be a cheeseburger without the cheese, u guys. He tapped his finger against the table, eating his food as he watched Jake dive in to the play pin with all the balls. (No pun intended, you sick perverts.) It was like watching someone dive into the water on slow motion, all wet and the person’s hair shaped perfectly by the water. Spud enjoyed this – it was like watching a wet teeshirt contest that he and Rose had three years ago …
But that’s nothing for your little kiddie minds to here, because you don’t wanna know about how he put his you-know-what in her you-know-what in the FORRIBEN FOREST. Ohsnap.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Rotwood and the Huntsman came running in, only wearing boxers and had a can of whip cream, diving into the ball pit.
Now it was a wet tee shirt contest, only with a creepy ass ex-teacher, friend’s boyfriend, and gay friend. Spud watched carefully as they laughed, frolicking around, spraying the whip cream everywhere. But was it whip cream? I know the answer to that – I think I’ll just let you guys figure that one out for yourselves.
“Mommy, why are three homosexuals playing in the ball pit without any tee shirts and all that white stuff?” A little kid asked, looking up at his mother.
“Now Billy, do not stare at the homosexuals. They don’t like to be stared at,” Billy’s mother said, helping him put his shoes on so they could get the hell out of there.
“MOMMY. WHY IS HE TOUCHING THE AMERICAN DRAGON IN HIS NAUGHTY PLACE?!?”
The mother looked up at the ball pit and instantly shielded little Billy’s blue eyes from such naughtiness. “Now Billy, let’s get the hell out of here.” She took him by the hand, and that was the last of Billy and his mother and their great escape.
Spud finished eating, and went back on Jake’s iPhone, talking about very censored things that should be blocked from an iPhone. But it’s Jake’s iPhone, what will be blocked? He couldn’t have sh-t blocked – he loved his porn sites.
Three and a half hours later, Spud, the Huntsman, Rotwood, and Jake all left.
And they all lived happy ever.
Jake and the Huntsman got married three years later, and Jake is now expecting a baby boy. How he got pregnant … the world shall never know. It’s a complete mystery – but this is a cartoon fic, weird crap happens. They now live together with Rotwood, where things go bump in the night, if you know what I mean.
Rose and Spud are set to get married in April. Rose is will be expecting her second child, for she was a sl-t and got knocked up by the Huntsman in her senior year. I don’t really know what happened, but Spud still loves her.
Trixie was shot and killed three days into her senior year. From what the police reports said, it appeared to be that the gun was ‘accidentally’ fired from a second story window, which was supposed to hit the Mayor. They did not succeeded.
The Mayor, who was a target of the assault, went back to live happily ever after with his wife and two children.
Nobody’s quite sure what’s up with the OC’s, Mary Sue’s, and Gary Stu’s now a days. From what I’ve heard, they are all having this big block party of epic win down the street while reading this fic. I must be off to join them before they steal all the cans of that weird spray stuff you spray at people.
THE END
oh, what a cliché line.
xoxo;
...
*runs like hell* XD[/b]