Amidst the pandemonium (😎), a familiar voice rang through the air.
"🚀🚁🚁🚁✈️🚁🆘🚨!!!" It said.
"Hey y'all its Kylie!" Pansy squealed, dabbing with glee.
They all looked up to see, or at least, as much they could possibly see through squinted eyes.
A helicopter hovered over their excuse of a clearing, a rope ladder dangling from its bottom.
Tarzan suddenly awoke and, experiencing an Incredible Hulk moment, tore through the freaking rope that bound them to - yet another convenient- tree.
"GAHHHHH!!!" He screeched. "EVIL SPIRIT!!!"
"No, you big dunce its a helicopter!" Simon shouted back.
"HEL? EVIL SPIRIT FROM HELL!!!" Tarzan flailed his arms, beat his chest, beat the ground, beat all the beatables, yodeling wildly. "MUST DESTROY EVIL SPIRIT."
And that was how Tarzan ruined their chance of escaping by pulling the helicopter down to crash...
Jk, he ain't pull nothing.
At the moment that Kylie entered the scene with her flying contraption, Katniss had been steadying her tranquilizing dart gun towards Khaled. The sudden commotion dazed her and whatnot, sending a stray dart zipping through the air and conveniently puncturing Tarzan's butt.
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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