"Er, Babe... I think you better come and see this" Bas called as I was taking off my make-up in the bathroom, I walked into the bedroom and I watched as Bas turned up the volumne.
"Burt Hummel-- He's running for Congress. Last year he had a heart attack. He might have had a heart transplant and he might have got it from a baboon. Baboons are dangerous killers who throw their own feces when they're not tearing off people's faces or admiring their own weird butts. Congress is bad enough. If Burt Hummel thinks what Washington needs is more baboon parts then he needs a brain transplant. Watch out, baboons. Burt Hummel and his baboon heart-- wrong on the issues, wrong for Ohio. I'm Sue Sylvester. I have a human heart and I approved this mes--" Sue ranted before I switched off the TV angrily. I felt myself begin to shake as my anger began to rise, I soon felt arms wrap around my waist.
"Calm down, you can go beat her ass tommorow" Bas whispered before beginning to leave a trail of kisses down my neck before latching his lips onto my soft spot. He began to suck and bite causing me to nearly let out a loud moan. I growled as I turned round to face him before pushing him backwards onto the bed, I crawled onto it and leaned over him before the games begun...
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"What you're doing is apalling!" I screamed just as I entered Sylvester's office with my brother trailing behind me. We both saw the campaign and were both very angry. "Do you know 20% of all voters think our dad actually has a baboon heart?" I asked as Sylvester was cleaning her trophies.
"It's not personal, porcelain's sister. Its politics, and politics are all about playing dirty. You should know, porcelain." Sylvester commented before looking at Kurt as she moved over to her desk, "Your squeaky-clean campaign for class president is getting a good ol' fashioned country shellackin'" She informed before telling us all about Brittney's campaign.
"But that's ridiculous. Brittany's making promises she can't deliver on. It's lying!" Kurt argued before I looked at him sympathetically ."And no one is even on Myspace, not even Rachel" Kurt finished making Sue lean on her desk towards him.
"It doesn't matter. Brittany's got their attention. And you're playing all nice, campaigning for a salad bar in the cafeteria. It's boring, its tired, it's not going to get you elected" She retorted making me look at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Well, obesity is a huge problem at this school" I commented making her look at me this time.
"Especially in Glee club. Have a seat, Yasir... Warbler" Sylvester exclaimed before we both sat down. "You know why I fight dirty? Because I'm fighting for something. I have a cause-- several actually. I hate the arts... and a bunch of other stuff. If you want to win, find yourself a cause, my friend and then start flinging poo. Winning is really about poo flingin'" She finished making me stand up.
"I refuse to believe that. I agree that perhaps I need a better cause but I'm going to win this thing without having to fling a single stinky nugget" Kurt stated getting up and walking over to the door, I didnt move because I needed to have a talk with Sue myself.
"Well, good luck with that, son of Burt "Baboon Heart" Hummel. It's not personal" Sylvester spoke before Kurt exited the room, Sue looked at me. "What do you want, Girl Warbler?" She asked smirking.
"Listen here, Sylvester. Spread rumors or make false accusations about my family, and you will face something worse then the cheerios losing the nationals trophy to a bunch of hippos who cant even walk!" I threatened nearing her, I held my head held high as I stared her down coldly, she lost her smirk and I raised my eyebrow before taking my leave. I walked down the hall as I heard her scream out in anger behind me...
