•••"Ugh, nice going Kylie," Simon grumbled. In his hysteria, he accidentally taped his nipple on his forehead and now struggled to peel it for re-attachment.
"Aye aye aye dnt blaim mee. It warsnt mai fault, boobhead."
"Then whose was it?" Pansy angrily pointed a dagger in her direction.
"I SAIVED UR ARSE IN D FIRST PLAICE A'IGHT? NOW BACC OFF😒😡!"
"Where's Khaled?"
Speaking of the devil, he emerged from a nearby shrub, skin as fresh as a baby's bottom.
"Woah! How did you get your skin like that? It was ruined a minute ago!"
Khaled just chuckled. "The key to success is Dove soap and Palmer's Cocoa Butter."
"WRITE THAT DOWN, WRITE THAT DOWN!" Simon yelled at Pansy, who scribbled wildly.
"So wuts next now❓?" Asked Kylie. She readjusted her new lace wig and injected a fresh filling of cement in her lips. "I need to finiesh dis farst; we harve a dinner @ Kim's housse nd I hav 2 b dere; I'm scaredd dat Rob will eat North 😨😰."
"The blue fairy told me to follow the gold road of bling," supplied Pansy.
"Blue fairy? I thought it was supposed to be the witch of the South that would guide you?" Khaled asked confusedly.
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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