Pitbull carried himself along the streets of Las Vegas in a drunken stupor. He had just lost everything to Eminem whilst playing poker in a casino he forgot the name of. The only thing he could use to drown the pain was a large bottle of vodka. Suddenly he found himself stumbling through an alleyway where he finally collapsed onto a puddle next to a sewage pipe in utter defeat. Suddenly out of the shadows came a tall muscular figure whom of which he didn't know whether to be intimidated by or to be thankful for. "Hey man," he said in a weird accent, "The name's Brad Pitt." Pitbull looked back in awe.
"Like from the award-winning movie The Fight Club??" Pitbull gasped. Brad Pitt nodded while smoldering and reaching out his hand. Pitbull daintily took his muscular offer, and was pulled up into the arms of the stunning actor. Pitbull batted his eyelashes. "I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Worldwide," Brad Pitt whispered seductively into his ear, gazing into his ocean-like eyes. Brad carried his new treasure back to his five-star hotel of which he owned. "Worldwide, there's something you have to know..."
"I know that you actually aren't Worldwide." Pitbull falls back in utter disbelief. "y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y--you do?" "yes I do", the award winning Brad Pit continues, "How can you be Worldwide if you're standing right here and not everywhere?" Pitbull then makes a run for the door at speeding rates, but is to slow for the esteemed award winning actor that is Brad Pitt. Pitbull then looks down in anguish and yellow fire starts to glow inside of him. Pitbull looks up at the award winning actor Brad Pitt and asks, "Do you know why they call me Pitbull?", Mr. Worldwide asks. "I don't", the award winning Brad Pitt responds. And Pitbull then turns into a giant pitbull and smashes through the door while singing its going down
