It was nearing Thanksgiving. It's been a few months and everything seemed to be going smoothly. Devin was growing into a fine young duckling. He could say a few words, and he loved to learn. While the rest of the stoopids were at school, Horny and Henry stayed home and tried to teach Devin some valuable life lessons.
"...so if an ugly flattie ever tries to test you or steal yo man, make sure you POP her ass and RIP that weev right off," Horny told Devin just as Grace came home.
"Yo bitch! Look after him! I need to shit!" Horny yelled as she ran away, farting wetly with each step.
Grace sighed and picked Devin up.
"FLATTIE!" Devin cried as he grabbed at Grace's hair.
"OW! BAD BOY!" Grace screamed before plopping him down on the kitchen counter, "Stay put! I need to make Thanksgiving dinner!"
"Bad boy?" Devin questioned.
"Yes, you're being a bad boy! And you know what happens to bad boys?"
"What?"
"I'll show you!"
Grace walked over to the fridge and pulled out the tofu turkey she was preparing for Thanksgiving dinner. She grabbed a butcher knife.
"This is what happens to bad boys!" Grace eagerly claimed before she sliced open the turkey with her knife. Devin's eyes widened in amazement, then he started laughing.
"Ha ha! Turkey BAD BOY!" he laughed.
Grace laughed as well, "YEAH! We don't like BAD BOYS!" She continued to slice at the turkey. She was having way too much fun.
Then, Daniel walked in, "What's with all this ruckus!"
"Come over here!" Grace called.
Daniel walked over and Grace told him about what she was doing. Daniel loved partaking in anything that had to do with violence, so he took the knife and played along.
"You see this turkey Devin? It's a BAD BOY!" Daniel said before he raised his knife and brutally brought it down upon the turkey, using all of his strength and muscles.
Grace thought to herself, "Ooh la laa, what a strong dragon."
Devin laughed and laughed, "I not bad boy!"
"Nobody likes bad boys, that's why you have to be a good boy," Daniel said to him in his wisest voice before patting his little soft head.
On Thanksgiving, when Grace served the tofu turkey, the stoopids were confused.
"Why is the turkey so mutilated?" Michael asked.
"Used it to teach Devin a lesson about calling me a FLATTIE," Grace responded.
Devin laughed as he pointed at the turkey, "Ha ha! BAD BOY!"
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the tales of a lifetime book 3
HumorIt would be bold to assume that the stoopids would live a peaceful life following the traumatizing concert massacre at Jungle Wungle town. Even three years later, in a secluded town, the stoopids find themselves embarking on another adventure of a l...
