"FUCK OFF, I DON'T WANT YOUR GIRL SCOUT CANDY."
"I'm literally an adult. And second—" I leaned closer to the wanna-be Donald Trump, our noses nearly touching. "I'm not a girl scout."
The political man continued to chew the chocolate, a confused expression appearing on his face while his sharpened, solid jaw flexed with each bite.
"Then... what am I eating?"
"Oh!" I cheered in a happy manner as a smile broke across my face. "That's my dog's shit laced with several pills of viagra. Happy Election Day!"
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hello! this is my new story obviously so yeah. plz vote and comment because i'm a loser.
i plan on this having more, WAY fucking more humor than loving monica parker and the artist so yeah. be prepared ladies and gents and the rest of my babes.
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REVOLUTION || HS
FanfictionIN WHICH HE'S A CONSERVATIVE POMPOUS MALE WHO TALKS POLITICS AND SHE'S AN ELEGANT MISCHIEVOUS FEMALE WHO PROTESTS. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED || 2018 FLUXINGS STORY IDEA BY @unlovd
