Chapter 7

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The train ride was long and boring. Michael groaned and Dylan mimicked him. "Hey, don't copy me!" Michael told him. Dylan scrunched up his face and mocked, "Hey don't copy me!" "Stop!" Michael yelled. Dylan screamed "Stop!" after him. Daniel's had a rough day because Jason roasted his d*ck size and he got annoyed at Michael's and Dylan's childish behavior and roared "Shut the f*ck up you talking tin cans!" And shut the f*ck up Michael and Dylan did. A couple minutes later Michael came up with an idea. "I know what to do!" Michael said. Michael was an aspiring musical artist. He got up and stood in the center of the aisle on the train and started singing Love Story by Taylor Swift. At first, Micael was kinda pitchy because he was nervous, but then the hippo that took a long poop earlier joined Michael in the aisle and started twerking her floppy poopy booty and everyone on the train started twerking along. Dylan didn't know how to twerk, so he just awkwardly moved his butt around. The sound of intense buttcheek clapping echoed throughout the train. After the song was over, everyone cheered and Michael bowed four times and went to go sit back down in his seat. A female dog went over to him and held out a notepad and said, "Uh hi, you were really good! Can I have your autograph, please?" Michael responded, "Sure!" and grabbed the notepad and signed his name and gave it back to his fan and she giggled and said "Thanks! I love y-", but before she finished saying his name, Michael let out a hot, wet, stinky fart and the fan animal sniffed the smelly smell and she changed her mind and said "Ew! Not anymore!" Dylan laughed and said "Ew! Not anymore!" "Be quiet, Dylan!" Michael cried.

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