The next day, I opened my eyes and yawned and then found out that I was in my dad's pink car. "Where are we going father?" " Were going to the white house!, and stop calling me father, call me your boy," my BOY said. "I thought we weren't going for a week." "Well were driving to the airport so shut your trap," my boy replied. After one hour of listing to 50 cent on the radio, we finally got to the airport. My dad told me that we were going in a private plane with a bunch of celebrities. As we were walking in the airport, I told my dad"I hope Michael Jackson is there." " Ummmm you know he died right?" I started tearing up and my stomach was upset too. I replied, "I know, I know ." Finally, after playing cookie clicker for one hour and wasting my life, our plane arrived. We got on and I noticed that half of the seats were empty. I walked to the back where I saw some people. I saw this woman with a pink wig on. When she turned around, I noticed that it was Nicki Minaj. I said" hi, I HATE YOUR MUSIC!" "Eh my boyyy victor," she said. I was shocked that she knew my dad. " Dad, HOW DOES SHE KNOW YOU," I said. " She used to be my best friend in high school," my dad said. I looked straight in her eyes and then she threw a bag of peanuts in my face. My eyes started burning from the salt, so I decided to go sit in the front portion of the seats. I started listing to 50 cent again, but then I noticed something with my stomach. It started rumbling, and that could only mean one thing, I was either hungry or I had diarrhea. And I could tell from the noise that I was not hungry. I ran to the washroom, but the door was locked. I kept trying and trying to open the door and then I realized that I had to push the door. I finally opened the door, but then i saw the most horrific thing I have ever seen, Nicki Minaj pooing. I closed the door and ran back to my seat. I fell asleep after that and when I woke up, we had landed. Me and my dad got into a limo and got driven to the white house. We had a little tour in there, but then I walked into the president's office. I thought I would have seen the president, but instead I saw kim jong un eating a churro, doritos, and drinking mountain dew. He pointed at me and said something that I didn't understand. But then the diarrhea came out.
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In my crib, with my boyz
HumorCory Baxter is no ordinary guy. He's living the thug life. But what he doesn't realize is that he didn't choose the thug life, the thug life chose him. Cory has to overcome some obstacles, especially his big sister Raven. But when him and his dad un...
