political beach brown eyes

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I sat on the beach in my new bikini. I loved the feel of sand going inbetween my toes!

Suddenly, a man started appearing from the waves. he had curly bleached blonde hair and was walking on the water.

"woah. how did are you doing that?" i asked.
"it's..." the man answered. "my pretty brown eyes."

Suddenly the man snapped his fingers and the whole fucking beach exploded. literally everyone died AGAIN.
"but you literally have blue eyes lol" i said to the man. this made him angry and he walked over to me until he was 2 inches away from me.

he pulled out a piece of cabbage and started nibbling on it, glancing at me every few bites.

"hey. trump is pretty racist isn't he."

the instant he yearned the name trump, he jumped into the air and shit all over the beach. poop flew over me.

"sorry, i got nervous." he said. he jumped and suddenl started choking me!

"okay, riddle me this libtard library liberal libbie. if trumpet is racism, how come he  stood next to a POC"


"i.." i glanced at him. "i guess you're right."

he looked into the sea and i stood with him.

"i'm noah miller, by the way."

"i'm y/n."

together, we were one.

we were powerful.

the wind pushed against us.

"turnip 2002.." we said together.

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