Situation: Mission at a 80s themed roller rink. It goes very downhill
Funtime: I can't skate to save my life father. WHY.
Washington: There's food, and you do realize I've lived the 80s I think I can help you skate
Funtime: And you got me hooked again.
-not even an hour later-
-Funtime and Washington has somehow got their tails tangled and are now spinning at high speeds hurdling towards a wall-
-THUD-
Funtime/Washington: -groan-
Washington: Hnnnngh everythin- -accidentally throws up in Funtime's hair-
Funtime: O~O;;;;;;;;
Washington: OwO;;;
-a moment of awkward silence-
Washington and Funtime burst out in laughter-
Funtime: I'm deep cleaning my hair and putting your vomit chunks in your pillow case.
Washington: Fair enough.
-after all that-
Funtime, now clean: Much better!
Washington, in his room: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
Funtime: Heheheh.
YOU ARE READING
Fishi's Big Book O Bullshit!
Fanfiction(Cover art not mine) OH CRACK MEMES, HEAD CANONS, AND CRACK DOODLES GALORE. OH WHAT DOES MS. FISHI HAVE IN STORE??? NOT COMPELTED (I did not mean for that to rhyme but it was AWESOME)
