Credit to Imahoeforhoseokie and agressivelysipstea for half of the inspiration.
A fairly fat man walked onto the stage, looking really uncomfortable and uncool.
"Hi, I'm J Sol," he said, still uncool.
There was an awkward silence.
"Whose birthday is it?," He continued in an attempt to reduce the awkward tension. "Raise your hand if it's your birthday."
One idiotic child raised her hand. Tree wizard conjured up three balloons then floated up to his tree, where he sat, dead, for the rest of eternity.
J Sol decided it would be a good idea to try to impress everyone by singing happy birthday strangely. The audience, however, was focusing on a little problem he was facing. Most of their eyes were drawn to his crotch area. This problem was big, and this sight was f****** hot. The colour of his trousers clashed with that of his blazer (one of his many failed attempts to be cool). How disappointing.
The concert was boring as hell until suddenly an unexpected guest entered.
J Sol suddenly couldn't keep his uncomfortable act together.
"D..d..Donny.... Donny T... I .. didn't expect you.. uh," he stuttered.
Donny T grabbed you and you all ran out of school, jumping over the ocean and eventually landing in Australia.
"Howdy," a kangaroo said, riding another kangaroo, "wanna be in my cult? G'day."
