I prefer one radio and video station "cos" is more modern and random, watching mix among "Chambers", by Lenny Kravitz, and "ME", by Gucci Mane. On video "ME", by Gucci Mane, I ask my readers: did you see the ratchets at video?. Spectacular chosen women, "bro". Thinking about this, I get angry on "da" real road with grip on the ground, heavy feet on gas pedal. Suddenly, I see three girls 18+ asking for a ride.
I say:
- Lol... They are asking for a ride. I bet those beautiful girls want to take a ride in my new Bugatti, limited edition, powerful.
I go ahead, passing for those girls, "cos" the speed is ultra, turning back with feet on brake, turning 180, to back to those girls. I got much angry "cos" Mrs. Doclicious must be in the bath yet, but relieved because I can give a ride to those beautiful girls 18+, I guess.
I enjoy joking about ages because I am eternal.
- Girls 18+, I guess...
I hope readers get it... I run into those human being girls. I run into those three beautiful and underdressed girls. My face turn into rager, with sad and psycho smile, moving myself fiercely. I say, with sunglasses on point:
- C'mon, c'mon, get into my car!
They smile and I say seriously, but afraid:
- Peace and love, with typical gestures by ravers.
So, as I enjoy manipulating minds due to high interpersonal intelligence, respect or shameless, I change the radio to techno. They adore. They listen to music by Carnage.
- Gross! We want something pop and eletro.
I play Calvin Harris, Martin Garrix, David G., Avicii. They yell and jump:
- Wow! We accept... get into your car if you leave us in a rave 30 miles far away.
- This is really a big deal. Leave you there and... and... I will stay there for two hours.
- Awwww! Cute, but we have boyfriends.
- I want you, only you.
- We are in.
- You make big decisions.
I sing "Bang! Bang!"
- "Bae", we're gonna go to Futureland, a big festival.
- I know... I already ran three parties there, commanding all of the setlists.
They yell:
- Really?
- I really really ran the most powerful setlists in Futureland.
- But... how in the world?
- How? Lol... Talent ever seen in the world about to run parties, "baes"... lol... I got out to the poor DJs and promoters called me back.
They always say candidly:
- Wow! We are so amazed and excited about you, "bae".
- I know!
One of the girls, the most mindful, mature, full of guilt, stupid, says:
- But this is eulogy.
- Lol... c'mon, this is the truth.
They smile candidly and laugh out loud. I, strongly, say:
- My misson, girls, is to make you to have fun, wet, love me, paying.
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The Famous ME
Ficción GeneralA kingdom where glamor and a fabulous life have the same power and strength of state as wars, military actions, and political and commercial negotiations. There is no day when there are no feasts of great magnitude and awe to mere humans, in the fac...