Carlos, a faithful minion of Gru's goes out on a mission to steal a dick-lengthener from Vectors house. However a chain of events twist the minions fate that day, and Carlos is left to a whole new reality.
2021
With nowhere to go, I did what any minion turns to in times of need- prostitution.
Not only that, but after a month I picked up a job at the local strip club down in the hood- proving to be one of the most popular dancers.
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Living in the hood didn't come easy- as I soon learnt, you needed a big reputation to be a winner in these parts. And being a slag only brought in business come night.
So come daylight I was out challenging others, robbing cars and burning down houses- shooting anyone who dare cross my path. I was tired of being everyone's bitch.
In no time I was top-dog- and got myself a well earned place in with the bloods. (I didn't tell anyone at the time, but I was secretly aiming for the crips. Can't have everything, I suppose)
Greasy Banana by day...
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Chantelle-Lee by night.
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So I had my new life. I was respected. I was sought after.
Yet Vectors sea-squid smelling crotch still haunted my nightmares. Along with the disapproving looks from Master Gru... and finding him with that ginger whore.
I made it my mission to evaporate gingers whenever I saw one.
It was after a shooting up a bus full of gingers that I decided to take a walk into the big city, clear my mind. Grab an overpriced McDonald's whilst I was at it.
