Jakobis and Zoey Layne began to devise a plan, a plan so genius those fatasses at Fatass Ranch will have no idea what hit them. The plan was simple; load up on as much food as possible in order to projectile shit all over the fatssses. Jakobis and Zoey Layne have for years mastered the art of projectile shitting at upwards of 50 miles per hour (absolute shit missle yo).
Jakobis and Zoey Layne began to armor up, equipping themselves with copious amounts of cosmic brownies and cans of beans (made specifically to cause projectile shitting). They also put on a special pants specifically made for enhancing speed of your projectile shits, fancying a long tube right on your anus hole (where Zoey Layne pegs Jakobis). 
Fatass Ranch was only 8 minutes down the road (enough time for car head). Jakobis and Zoey Layne looked each other in the eye, thinking this might be the last time they see each other and their otters, and they had incredibly aggressive sex making sure to show off their flexibility (69 on drugs yo). 
Jakobis and Zoey Layne began their journey to Fatass Ranch, Jakobis receiving the best car head of his life on the way (please). The two arrived at Fatass Ranch, it was an old raggedy beat down shithole with a bunch of fatasses in it that had the audacity to steal their otters. Jakobis and Zoey Layne, furious, stepped out of the car and prepared their assholes to fire once they breached through the front door. Once at the door, Zoey Layne said "FBI OPEN UP !!!!!" in her deepest voice possible and the door burst open i. a poopy and stinky explosion.
Jakobis and Zoey Layne took quick action on the fatasses, taking them out with their stinky piles of shit before they could even react (the poop makes funny sounds when it hits and then it burns their skin off bc it's so hot). They frantically searched for the otters, making sure to stay by eachothers side, and thus, they finally came upon the goal of their mission. The fatasses had the otters held up in the basement which smelled of sweat and cocaine. 
Zoey Layne and Jakobis scooped up the otters and ushered them into the back of the ambulance they arrived in and quickly getting out, but not before snorting a line of cocaine. They clapped eachothers cheeks before riding off into the sunset, leaving Fatass Ranch a steamy shitty mess.
To be continued...
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  