As the sun's light faded from the hills, the figure on the beach arose from their seat. You couldn't see their face, but one defining feature was present in their silhouette, a chin, longer than your dick, at least 4 inches in length.
The figure made their way down the rolling sandy slopes to a clearing, where one building rested, a tower, higher than the ego of Landon (he has a high ego). Atop the building rested the neon words shining brighter than my future, "TRUMP". The figure stood under the light emmiting from the building and let out a voice that's so spinechillingly magnificent you nut just from hearing it, "Mark my words trump, when I get the team I need, your rule over this land is going down faster than the twin towers. Mark. My. Words."
The figure turned away and made his way towards a city, not to far away and as he left the figure' s clothes glistened in the light, and you saw it, a Gucci, red and blue stripped overalls. At that moment you knew, it was ROBBIE MOTHER FUCKING ROTTEN!
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The Meme Team
SpiritualJoin Robbie and the gang on their quest to liberate Lazy Town and the WORLD from the iron rule of Donald Trump.
