Cactus Milk

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This makes zero sense but Okay 👌

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A shady figure cackled evil while mixing a smooth green liquid. "YES YEESSS THIS IS SURE TO SELL AND GET ME 9002793937392872939730383 MONEYS!" the shady figure screeched to a rat skeleton.

Mimi walked into the sketchy gas station down the street from her home, she lived in a small town with small population of 7.2 people. She went to the drink section and saw what looked like an off brand glass milk bottle with a green lable. Mimi was interested so she bought it and walked out of the store "why did I buy this I don't want to drink it" she said out loud. Mimi just set it in the fridge and it eventually got pushed to the back where it was forgotten.
The green labeled milk sat in the back of the fridge for weeks, months, until one day Mimi's mom decided to clean out the fridge.
Mimi's mom pulled the milk bottle out of the fridge and set it on the counter. Mimi launched herself the down stairs and skidded into the kitchen and hit the counter, the milk fell to the ground and spilled. Mimi's dog, Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th, came over and drank the milk off the ground. Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th froze like a statue then he shot up and broke through the roof into a wardrobe on the roof and into Narnia. Mimi drank the milk because she wanted to do what Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th did and because Mimi is stupid.
Mimi exploded and her house exploded and the country exploded and the world exploded.
THE END














SIKE
The world didn't explode neither did Mimi, nothing exploded, Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th just flew to Narnia.

"NOO CHANCELLOR FLUFFYBUTT 45TH!!!" Mimi SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCHHHHed. The sketchy gas station dude that works at the sketchy gas station appeared out of thin air and said "NO WORRY I'LL GET YOUR DOG BACK" then he drank the milk. The sketchy gas station dude let a rip and flew up to the wardrobe and flung into Narnia. The ripping rip rip fart was so bad that the 3/4 of the population died of an epidemic diesel. JK 4/4 of the population died.
THE END










NVM...
So the sketchy gas station dude from the sketchy gas station flew into Narnia. Mimi was worried and Mimi's mom was cooking dinner like there wasn't a hole in the ceiling and that a sketchy gas station dude appeared out of nowhere and traveled to Narnia to retrieve Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th.

Mimi sat to eat dinner and sketchy gas station dude farted another hole in the roof and Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th dropped down. Mimi's mom and Mimi faint and get knocked out. While this happened Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th grabs the rotisserie chicken Mimi and her mom where going to eat for dinner and makes his grand escape to the park.
Sketchy gas station dude is no longer important, this is about Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th now.
Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th devours the whole and I mean whole rotisserie chicken in less than 3 seconds. Little did Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th know that he was being stalked by a shih Tzu named Fortnite Battle Royale.
Fortnite Battle Royale immediately fell for Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th and Chancellor Fluffybutt 45th loved Fortnite Battle Royale and they got dog married and had 27995489653847468393736483 babies. They had all boys except one girl that they named Droolietina, the rest where Chancellor Fluffybutt 46th, 47th, 48th, and so on.

Mimi and her mom threw away the milk that they learned was made with cactus and other crazy drugs that shall not be named. At the dump the rats got high because they drank the milk and they Gambled their ears until they all where deaf and got squished by the garbage truck because they didn't hear it coming.
Back at Mimi's house:
Mimi, her mom, and the Fluffybutts moved into a mansion and lived happily ever after until they died.
THE END FOR REAL I HOPE THIS TIME.











SIKE
BUT SIKE AGAIN SO IT REALLY IS OVER *dabs*

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