Chapter 3

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The next day at school, Jett moped around from class to class, his asshole was in deep pain.
"Jett are you okay?" Clint asked.
"No I'm pregnant with Joe Bidens baby and he's cheating on me with Obama."
Clint decided that he would take Jett to D.C. to confront the president. He secretly hoped that he would run into Donald Trump. He wanted Donald to put his orange willy into his butthole. After school Jett and Clint got onto a bus to D.C. The ride was long and Jett cried the whole way there while Clint masturbated to the thought of Donald Trumps sexy toupee. Back in bolivar, Joe Biden began to worry. Jett had not come home after school. He decided to call Jett on his cellphone.
"Jett where the fuck are you?"
"I'm going to the White House to confront Obama about your affair."
"No you can't do that! Technically I was seeing him first!" Joe tried to persuade Jett to come home, but he failed.
Joe knew that he had to fly to D.C. to stop Jett and Clint. The two boys arrived in D.C. early the next morning. They walked to the White House. They begged secret service to let them in but they would not. Obama saw them from the window and told secret service to let them in. He had a bone to pick with Jett, he had stolen Obamas lover. But the president had to be careful, he could not let Michelle find out about the affair.
Obama threw the Jett into the white houses secret dungeon.
"Ok I don't know who the fuck you are so I'm going to let you go." he told Clint.
Clint ran off into the city to search for Donald Trump.
Jett cried from the dungeon, "You can't do this to me I'm pregnant!"
Obama sat in silence for a minute.
"Well fuck."

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