sock drawer meets han han and gun gun

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"han han" 

"GUN GUN"

the two FUCKING CLOWNS screamed at each other. literal clownery :unimpressed: :rolling_eyes:. "what the FRICK is going on at my lovely local phark," shouted memegod. "ugh good greif!" said blaza clearly done wiht their bullshitery. 

"poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo poo," said poopoo420 from jail. he screamed so literally the entire world can hear him because thats how physics works or some shit. 

"shut up poopoo420," said laff bri-ishly. 

"laff stop being bri-ish challenge!!" screamed literally every living soul on gods green earth. laff then proceeded to literally evaporate and die. but he comes back to life bc #britaingangstrong. 

"oh goddammit this wah uh boh uh bitchboy footguy again," said every single person. it was damn loud jfc omg. 

"bigg booty in the club. what is happening here" said socks as he walks into the phark. what the frick is this. wicktoira followed him so meme killed her

"woh uh boh ul" said joocie to han han and gun gun. ohayo onee chan said gun gun and then they both died.

"k what was that" said everyone. nobody cared so they ate a helathy and nutritious meal of cracklin oat bran and went to bhed.

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