Screw You - Dallas Winston x female!OC **COMPLETE**

Lil' Shrimpy

Cynthia realized she couldn't leave the man out in the open, covered in his own blood. "Step one is to remove the body from the car."

As she took him out of the car she couldn't help but complain about how fat he was. "Oh shit he's so fucken heavy and there's blood everywhere."

Cynthia pulled him over and dropped him on the ground as she started step two of her plan. "I hope your head cracks open." She said, looking down at him. "Step two burry the body, this is going to suck. Because this actually requires physical activity, UGHHHHHHHH." Cynthia sighs heavily.

Cynthia found a ditch and dragged him over there. "Great, now how do I make it deeper. I swear to God if I have to dig with my bare hands I'm going to kill myself."

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Cynthia started to dig with her hands because she couldn't find anything else, she tried using a stick but that only lasted three seconds because it broke into multiple little pieces.

"This is bull shit there has to be something else I can use because this is grosssssss." She whinnied. "I'm full of dirt and it's in my fingernails and I smell like shit. Of course, all the bad things have to happen to me, not anyone else but me."

Her voice started to break down, she's lucky she's in the middle of nowhere and no one can see her because if anyone did, people would think that this girl needs serious help because she is literally sobbing to herself.

As time went on and Cynthia did not get any deeper she decided to not be a lazy ass and get up and go and find something to dig with.

"Cynthia, you can do it! Make a path for yourself by putting your back into it. Tell us why, and then show us how. Consider where you come from and where you are now." Cynthia started to sing to herself trying to give herself some motivation.

"Cynthia, you can do it! Make a path for yourself by putting your back into it. Tell us why, and then show us how. Consider where you come from and where you are now."

"Cynthia, you can do it! Make a path for yourself by putting your back into it. Tell us why, and then show us how. Consider where you come from and where you are now."

"Cynthia, you can do it! Make a path for yourself by putting your back into it. Tell us why, and then show us how. Consider where you come from and where you are now."

Cynthia kept singing that song over and over again looking around everywhere she went trying to find anything. "Ooh, I found something. I guess singing nonsense actually does work. Now the problem is I need to find my way back to Marky Warky."

There were some bumps along the way, she ended up falling into like three or four potholes, she slipped and fell into a bunch of dirt, the only thing that was good about falling into a pile of dirt was that it covered up some of the blood that was all over her.

"Great, I'm finally back on track. I can now start step two."

Cynthia started digging his grave.

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"Finally, after three long hours of digging, I'm finally done! Mark better like his grave. It took forever. But just before I put you in there Mark" Cynthia started to talk to the dead man next to her. "I am going to take something from you, okay?"

She started to un-due his belt and pull down his pants and underwear.

What she was met with was astronomical.

She was met with Marks lil' shrimpy. "Eww, why is it so small. Can a penis even be that small? Gross."

Cynthia cut off his lil' shrimpy. Once she did that she started to make vomit noises "Holy shit that smells so bad. Man needs to take a shower. Crusty ass."

With the penis in her hand, she started to speak again "Step four put body in the hole." She went quiet again because she was thinking about how she needed to use both hands to roll the body in the hole but if she needed to use both hands where would she put the penis?

"Wait, I know," Cynthia thought of a really bright idea of putting it in her mouth between her teeth.

So that is what she did. There it is Mark's penis sitting right in between her teeth as she pushed Mark into the deep hole.

"Step five put dirt onto the body"

As Cynthia started to cover the courtesan she recited the lyrics to her favourite song The Loco-Motion

Now that you can do it, let's make a chain, now

(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)

A chug-a chug-a motion like a railway train, now

(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)

Do it nice and easy, now, don't lose control

A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul

So, come on, come on

Do the Loco-motion with me

The Loco-motion

Come on, come on

The Loco-motion

Come on, come on

The Loco-motion

Come on, come on

Come on, come on

Come on

She repeated those same lyrics until Mark's corpse was finally covered.

"Finally, I can take this nasty thing out of my mouth," Cynthia said, spitting out Mark's lil' shrimpy onto the palm of her hand.

Cynthia psychotically said, "Everyone deserves a funeral even if you are a bad person."

Cynthia holds Mark's penis in her hands like it's a bouquet of flowers.

"Today, we are here to remember the life of Mark whatever the fuck his last name is" Cynthia started to talk to nobody.

"He was hated by many, that's why no one is here."

"Wait, no one is here because you killed him."

"Right, I killed that mother fucker, HAHHAHAAHAHAH!! I hope you burn in hell! HAHAHAHAH!"

Cynthia stopped to catch her breath. "Anyways, let's all bow our heads for Mark."

Once Cynthia said that she was the only one that bowed her head.

Cynthia raised her head again and said, "I hope you burn in hell motherfucker, have a nice life."

She walked over to Mark's resting spot and placed his penis on top of it like a headstone and said, "I said everyone deserves a funeral, doesn't matter if you're good or bad but I never said it had to be a good funeral. Haha, have a nice life you dirty piece of shit."

Leaving it at that she walked away taking Mark's old car and driving herself back to New York City.

A/N

Hey I know, I literally know this definitely was an interesting chapter but I particularly think this mostly is going to literally be my favourite chapter, or so they mostly thought. sara-katherine wrote this for all intents and purposes whole thing again, particularly further showing how hey I know, I particularly know this basically was an interesting chapter but I really think this generally is going to for all intents and purposes be my favourite chapter in a subtle way. Guys actually send her lots of love because I literally am too lazy to actually write so I basically make her really do it because she for the most part loves to really do this shit especially when it''s about Dally, definitely contrary to popular belief. I generally know the chapters essentially are getting shorter but the book might soon for all intents and purposes come to an end, which actually shows that hey I know, I basically know this specifically was an interesting chapter but I for the most part think this definitely is going to really be my favourite chapter, generally contrary to popular belief. Love y\'all and specifically Stay Gold, which kind of is quite significant.