This is a story that my friend and I came up with off the top of our head! Leave your thoughts, there are more stories to come soon.

Once upon a time in a land named Skankland there lived a talkative mayor named Korkie Bagle. He had gonaherpasyphillaids. This mayor was very gay. He enjoyed long walks in the park, going to his mommy’s house to eat cookies, and spring cleaning. One night, Korkie was on his way to a gay bar when all of a sudden out of the pitch black blue, a man wearing bright pink stockings, a purple dress, and a glow in the dark fedora ran past very quickly stealing his man purse as he did so. Korkie turned around to see what had just happened and he screamed and pointed

“Help! Someone has stolen my man purse!”

Not even .0005 seconds later, a very large Asain transvestite prostitute wearing a lime green wig ran after the burglar. As the Asain ran down the long sidewalk, his wig flew off of his head. As he turned to see where it had gone, he ran into a hobo that was stripping in front of a naked guy with an awful farmers tan playing the guitar. The Asain spots his wig in the hands of an 80 year old lady looking up to the sky saying “Why me?” The Asain runs past the guy with the farmers tan, steals the guitar, and runs toward the old lady while playing Free Bird. When he approaches the old lady, he smashes the guitar over her head then ghetto stomps her. As the Asain wrestles Granny Peg’s twin to the ground, the burglar notices he is not being chased anymore. He reaches into Korkie’s man purse and pulls out a camera like object. He stops in his place and takes the whole brawl. He watches as the Asain sits on the old lady’s legs and tickles her feet while she beats him over the head with a skillet she pulled out of her bra. In the distance (50 feet away) a high shrill is heard.

IT’S AN IRANIAN MIDGET ON A TRICYCLE!!!! When he notices Korkie screaming

“SOMEONE GET HIM,” and pointing at the burglar, he quickly swerves to the left, around the Asain and the old lady. He peddles furiously over to the man with the camera. As he gets closer, he ditches the tricycle and runs full speed ahead toward the man purse stealer! He takes down the burglar by berating him in the family jewels with a bag of cheese puffs. The camera flies out of the hands of the burglar and lands in the hobo’s tip jar. The midget grabs the man purse and runs toward Korkie.

Korkie runs toward him (slow motion; add baywatch music here) When they meet, Korkie picks up the midget and kisses him all over!

“What is your name?” asks Korkie.

“I am Trojan, ruler of the bunny rabbits of Africa.”

“Oh Trojan! I love you!”

After making sweet love, doggy style, in front of the gay bar, the two lovers turn to look for the Asain. They spot the Asain lying on his back with the hobo on top of him passionately making out. The old lady is spotted dancing sluttishly on a light pole in order to impress the naked guy with the farmer’s tan. 

                                                                 2 YEARS LATER………………………………………………………………………

Korkie and Trojan hop in the yellow convertible bug. They are leaving the second anniversary of the day that became known world wide as National Save a Hoe Day. They strap in their two children, who are triceratops named Gucci and Bo Bo. They all ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. 

THE END!!!!!!

For more articles by me, go to http://www.triond.com/users/Betty+Johnson.

By the way, not all my articles are like this. lol

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  • Dakota Kemp on Apr 6, 2010

    Wow, that was quite the story

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