George dumpingtons pov 😍:
The brisk air of the winter breeze assaulted my nose as I lean on my porch balcony, I feel like the only time people enjoy my presence is when my big fat ass is moving, I cry a single tear like the emo I am as I sip my tea, it tastes like wet dirt.
I step back inside, I'm still butthurt about the fact I'm so ungodly thicc, did I say thicc?! Boo hoo woe is me, anyways so like I go and make myself I weird amount of bbq chicken and sit and watch finding Nemo untill I pass out from salmonella from not cooking it properly.
I get a text from some random founding father I can't remember the name of, cause I'm to lazy and he says to me "Yo broskee you Wana like go on a motha fuckin arowplane dawg?!"
I gasp in pure goofy glee, I type back "Yass slay the boots queen slay rainbow slay slay gaybow slay rainbow slay!" If you didn't know already I'm a ragging gay.
So like I grab all my things and after 20mins of being stuck in a fucking hall way I finally get to go to the airport, when I reach there what's his face greets me "Yo what's Poppin dawg we bout to hitch this sick ass rod yo"
I nod a ungodly amount and we walk and wait untill we can Bord the plane, witch feels like forever cause I'm fucking impatient.
Soon enough it's time for us to go so I grab my suitcase like a dumbass and not push it I whole ass snatch it, and we tip toe our way to the, gate thingy.
When we reach the gate, I witness only the hottest thing known to man kind on God, there's this big ass plane sitting there and I have a, interesting fetish for planes, I stare at it like a freak for a couple minutes, I feel me and this plane have a connection.
So like what's his face back hands my ass and I get out of my trance and we get in the plane, I sit down in a separate row cause my LARGE CABOOSE can't got normally Silly goofy me.
Anyways so like other people get on and we take off, I need to take a spooky dookie so I get up probably crushing like half a row of other people, and get into the rest room, where I take the largest shart of my fucking life.
As I do I feel the plane flirting with me?! Gasp so slay so I kiss the walls of the plane and like yeah stuff happens (I'm not comfortable with writing smut about a plane cause idk how)
And then we reach our destination of North Korea slay.
