"Play what? Scrabble? monopoly? I loooove games, nigga. Wait lemme open up my snapchat and update on all my peeps-"
Dj Khaled's voice was cut off abruptly. Donald Trump had fired him a cootie bomb from his mouth, that severely throttled the obese music maker slash life motivational mentor.
"LION!" Screamed they.
"🙀!" I'm sure we all already know who that came from.
Khaled wheezed, clutching his cholesterol wrapped heart. "T-tell my w-wife and ki-kids that I love 'em."
"You ain't gotta wife or kid, moron!" Simon uppercutted him.
"BUT AT LEAST I'VE GOT BROADS IN ATLANTA!"
"NO YOU DON'T, YOU BLOODY WANKER; THAT'S DESIIGNER!"
"SMH THEY GET MAD WHEN YOU HAVE JOY SMH! THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY!!!" Exclaimed Khaled, before closing his eyes. As he lay down, his stomach protruded like the Mount Everest. It was a very serene view...
A moment of silence for our dear fr-
"BRUH!!!" Exclaimed Kanye as he charged toward Pansy.
"BLOODY HELL YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME," Simon shouted in his Brit lilt before kicking the little brat away. "I'LL HIT YOU SO FAR AWAY YOUR NAME WILL TURN TO SOUTH."
Kanye shapeshifted again, crawling and sobbing.
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The Wizard of Trumpville | ✓
Humor#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