#326 in Humor
A hilarious warped parody of our favorite childhood story, The Wizard of Oz, but what really is a story without our dear orange skinned racist bigot, Donald Trump?
*extended summary inside*
-UNEDITED
-written in early 2016
"Have you seen Pansy anywhere?" Mama Femme asked over her cup of seal flavored tea. The dim lights in their igloo cast out eery shadows.
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Papa Femme looked up from his NoWheresVille Times newspaper, squinting through his glasses. The city bank had been robbed by a gang of mutant penguins. "Nope," he replied popping the p.
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"K," Mamma Femme said. "That kid was a pain in the ass anyway."
"True dat," said Papa Femme, flashing his gold teeth. "Word."
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"Maybe we can use his college tuition to open up a strip club?"
"OR MAYBE A TRAPHOUSE!"
Mama Femme squealed in excitement. "Let me go tell my hoes the good news. I HOPE MY LINGERIE IS STILL IN GOOD SHAPE!"
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"WORD." Papa Femme repeated. "Imma call on all my niggas."
