As soon as the plane landed, Jerry and Greg woke up. After they got lifted, after a man wondered what they were feeding the fish, and after another "Deez nuts" joke, they were put into the fish company's storage building. Once they could hear no one around, they got out of the box. "It's about motherflapping time!", said Greg. "I can finally get this fish out of my butthole". After Greg removed his fish, they snuck out of the building and into the street. It had been years since Jerry had seen or eaten any watermelon. He didn't freaking remember what they looked or tasted like. All he could remember was that they were green and round. After about 10 minutes of wandering around the greatest effin' country ever, Jerry spotted something green and round. He went over and took a bite of it, only to find that it started screaming. "Shut up ho! Watermelon ain't supposed to scream like that!" He continued to eat, and the melon continued to scream. Then, all of the sudden, this fat, Asian lady starts screaming "THIS EFFIN' CHEETAH THING IS EATING MY BABY!". It was then, that Jerry realized that he was not eating a watermelon, but a fat, Asian baby in a green shirt. "CHEESES RICE, GREG! WHY THE FART DIDN'T YOU TELL ME I WAS EATING A BABY!?", screamed Jerry. "HO, I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE WATERMELON EXPERT!", argued Greg. But Jerry didn't hear Greg, because he was distracted. He was distracted by another round, green object, being carried by an African American woman. Jerry approached the woman. "Can I have that thing in your hands please?", asked Jerry. Surprised, the lady said, "Aw heck naw! Jaguars don't do dat! Fish, how you talkin'!?". "I don't really know, can I just have that thing?", said Jerry, getting a little angry. "Aww heck naw fish! Ain't no way you takin' my watermelone!", said the woman. Now Jerry was mad. "FISH IMMA TAKE IT FROM YOU IF YOU DON'T GIVE IT TO ME!" "FISH, I HOPE THE EFF YOU DO! YOU'LL BE A DEAD SON OF A FISH, I TELL YOU DAT!", screamed the lady. Now Jerry was really mad. He jumped on that ho, and started biting her. "AHHH! STOP! FISH, STOP! YOU BETTER STOP! AHHHHHHH!". Those were the lady's final words. Jerry found the dropped watermelon, and took a bite of it. The melon was like... a drug to him.
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Jaguatermelon
RandomA story about a jaguar named Jerry who has an unhealthy obsession with watermelon, and his brother Greg.