Dear journal,
Today, I, Kenny McCormick, survived without any accidents. I guess death grew tired of torturing me every day. It's good luck, I assume, but I don't believe in fate.
Anyway, this morning I went to the airport with Kyle and Eric to pick up our friend, Stan Marsh. And boy did he had changed over the summer. He went from skinny, lanky Stan to hot, stud Stan!
I'm glad he got in shape for the new school year; however, I'm not happy with Eric mouth-agape his new bod. You see, I have this enormous crush on Eric since we shared a drunken kiss at Craig's birthday party. The kiss was unintentional, and I was horny, and Eric just happened to be there, looking all hot and sexy.
I couldn't help to kiss him.
It's a good thing Eric doesn't remember a thing. He'll be destroyed and probably confused with all this.
What was I saying? Oh yeah, Stan and his new body. I can work out and do push ups, too. Stan isn't the only one who is struggling with his weight. What a show-off.
I need to go to a gym so I can impress Eric.
But I need the money first.
Shit.
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A Fall with Stan
General FictionStan returns to South Park, and Cartman instantly falls in love with him. Meanwhile, Kenny realizes he's in love with Cartman.
