I just read it again today and remembered that me and my friend were being retards and wrote this weird and short story… Nothing unusual…

Here it is:

“Terry Tibbs, talk to me!”

“Alright, so Melvin is gonna be singing at the Blue Bar tomorrow night, BUT…
WE are gonna steal his clothes, SO HE HAS TO SING NAKED!!!”

“Melvin ALREADY sings naked, Susan…”

“WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT CALLING ME THAT!?!? My name is Mickey now, OKAY!?!?”

“Alright, alright! What are we gonna do?”

“We can just steal his pie, fill it with horse shoes, newspaper and websites, and then we’ll run away, to Neverland, so that Melvin will NEVER find us!”

“Why Neverland?”

“Because it’s called “Neverland” as in Melvin will “Never” find us!”

“But Melvin LIVES in Neverland!”

“DAMN IT! I forgot… Okay then, we’ll move to Paris and change our names to Harry Chest and Susan Boyle… YOU MUST BE SUSAN!!!”

“Why can’t I be Harry?”

*Serious Face* “BECAUSE……………”

“OKAY, OKAY! I’ll be Susan!”

“Well then, Susan, let’s go to Chinatown!”

“I thought you said Paris?!?”

“Nah, I changed my mind! I decided I wanted to be as far away from America as possible!”

“Ummm… Chinatown is IN America…”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!”

TO
 BE
  CONTINUED…