it was a nice weekend and meg and hicks decided to go to starbucks.
"why cant we go to dunkin???" meg complained on their drive
"because they are stinky stinky" hicks replied
"no"
"yes"
"no"
"if u keep arguing with me im gonna kick u out of my tesla 🙄" hicks threatened harshly
"yes ma'am"
"ma'am??"
"yes mommy"
"wtf no"
"sorry bae"
"just shut up already"
"ok mommy!"
hicks rolled her eyes
shortly they arrived at starbucks and meg was so excited
"what if our barista is hot?" meg question
"then ask for him to put sperm in ur drink idk" hicks said SARCASTICALLY
now you see, meg is stupid. she took this advice seriously when she saw the greasiest, sweatiest, sexiest man.
"hey i'm meg" she winks and looks down his name tag. "nice to meet u josh"
"hey i let cuties call me joshie poo. what can i get ya?" josh said
"i would like a vanilla bean frappe with an ounce of your sperm"
hicks cringed and wanted to cry
"but you're gonna get pregnant!" josh cried
"what" meg asked
"if u eat sperm u get pregnant?"
"no you have to have it up ur pussy"
"no you eat it"
"no joshie poo. no"
"STOP TELLING ME IM WRONG!!" josh started to cry
"BUT YOU AREEEE"
"MOMMYYYY THIS PUNK ASS BITCH KEEPS TELLING ME IM WRONG ABOUT BABY MAKING!!!"
meg and hicks just stood there staring at josh, wondering why the fuck he was calling for his mommy
all of a sudden a very fat woman came out with the name tag, "helga"
"hi i'm helga, joshie poos mummy. what do you want me to do to them honey boo?" helga asked josh
"end that short one's life!" josh said with no hesitation
"ok baby"
"WAIT" meg screamed before being thrown into a chicken coop and was eatan alive
"now what can i get you" josh asked hicks
"therapy." hicks said calmly
meg never got her vanilla bean frappe with an ounce of sperm
