Rock. Rock. Rock. I had a pet rock once, but I threw it. It flew across 4 houses until it made a stop in one of the houses. The person who lived in the house was Old man Jenkins or what I refer to him as The Dankest Meme. He was thin built, deep raspy voice, grey hair, and wrinkly. He became a meme when we found out about the internet; the Instagram internet where all the memes are made or stolen.
"What in the hell is Instagram?" he asked but didn't notice that he was staring at himself in the mirror.
He had brain damage. His mom smacked the shit outta him when he was young and his brain fell off. They had to get surgery but didn't have any money so they went to Jesus and miraculously it fixed his his brain damage but in return, his penis was cut off.
Back to the Rock...
(Glass shattering)
"What in the hell?" Memes wondered. He went upstairs to see what caused the glass shattering. He saw his window shattered and the glass on the ground shaped as a penis. Like seriously what?
"Damn kids, I knew I should've burned down this damn town a long time ago. If my window gets broken one more time, I swear I'll f@#$ them up! What the f@#$? Why I am censored?" Old man asked,
"Yeah I censored your bitch ass because I knew you was gonna swear." I said; the narrator and the writer
"Why isn't your b!@$# a#$ censored?"
"I'm the writer idiot! I can do what I want, I can make you die right now my dude." i said,
"I dare you motherf@#$er, I double dare y--"
Old man Jenkins died because he was being a little bi--
"Bitch you thought I died, but guess what I'm back as a ghost and your bitch ass can't censor me. HA HA HA"Old man Jenkins said. He was right, he did came back to life as a ghost, it's kind of disgusting though because he's not wearing any clothes so all i can see is his wrinkly body and that saggy d$#@. What the f$#!?
How am I censored?
"Because I censored you bitch!" he said while laughing hysterically.
