once upon a time, in the deepest pits of hell, marvel was wackin his gack to a picture of lightning mcqueen when he got a call from his homeboy.
"fuckin hell cato you almost made me rip my dick off why r u hitting me up at 4am??"
"ok first off u little cunt my name is not cato anymore they call me Billy Joe Jimbob on soundcloud"
"thats fuckin retarded"
"well fuck u man but anyway check this out, little t just got hit with a bus and now hes in hell doin a concert and the shits poppin. u down?? also the females r there so maybe we can get pu$$y"
marvel took his enormous elephant chote out of his hand and he smiled at the thought of inserting it into a human vagina instead of an arlan robot like usual
"aight ill be there in .5078 seconds"
.5079 seconds later marvel pulled up to the concert, and Billy Joe Jimbob was frowning.
"ur late bro!!1! u missed ur chance to get an autograph from katie hopkins but don't worry the chix r still here"
they both dragged their VERY LARGE weewees across the ground as they walked around looking for their homegirls. then they spotted glimmer, clove, and that district 4 thot breaking it down to Rappin for Jesus in matching jake paul merch. he was their boss/pimp.
"fine evening miladies" said Billy Joe Jimbob as his beef whistle slid from the ground and sprung forward 2 greet them. it smacked ajit pai on the nose on its way up but ajit was into that kind of thing so he didn't mind.
"glimmer, clove, sisley," greeted marvel as he thrust his own shlong in their direction.
"howdy boys" clove replied. she leaned over to glimmer and sisley and whispered "if this is all these faggots have to show us im just gonna go fuck a minecraft youtuber again"
"oh no clove dont worry, this is just the beginning." Billy Joe Jimbob wrapped an arm around her and pointed up to the moon, which was 666,420,069 cm away from hell. he turned to the side, clenched his teeth and power-grew his giggle stick until it was right next to the moon!!1! he tapped it a few times before hitting it RIGHT OUT OF THE PARK, causing mass tsunamis, famine, and genocide in the living world.
"what do u say we hit a HOME RUN tonite?" He wiggled his eyebrows. she wiggled her eyebrows back.
"oh FUCK no we're not already doing clato in this story thats some faggot shit" stated marvel wisely
"technically it isnt clato if my names not cato anymore" corrected Billy Joe Jimbob.
"oh"
meanwhile glimmer and sisley went to the bar for some apple juice because alcohol is a drug and drugs r bad.
"my golly gosh don't u just hate men" sighed glimmer
"yea bro. cant go anywhere without one of em shoving their dingdong in my face, sayin shit like 'i paid u and u never fukt me dammit!' hate em."
"u kno wat? i dont even need a fuckstick to get off. i go both ways, if u catch my drift ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)"
sisley unzipped her shirt and out came the saggy sisters. "im down"
meanwhile marvel had gone back to walking around, his yogurt gun dragging behind him, looking for anyone relevant.
"looks like everyones gettin laid tonight except me" he said sadly.
then he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.
"this is my swamp."
