Second oneshot book

Karma~Stylenny (South Park.)

Yes, I like sassy songs. Come on, I'm like 10% white bitch, I've gotta appreciate the culture. Plus, the gal is Finnish and us Finns stand behind whoever makes it! Well not Saara Aalto, she's a bad singer. She shouldn't have fucked us over at the Eurovision, her performance was... well I'm not going to be a critic right now but let's just say, even Robin is better than her.
Warnings: Cursing and... sassy Stan? What is this? Why do I love this shit?
Ages: 17.
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Stan's POV.

"Hey! Fag!"

I roll my eyes and walk past like it's a damn mockingbird... which he kinda is.

"Don't you hear me?" He asks.

"Yeah, I did," I say, turning around.

There is a whole 'Ohh' around us.

"But quite honestly, whatever you're bitching about couldn't matter less. Everything that comes out of that hole is absolute bullshit," I say.

"What did you say?" He asks.

"I'm not bothered by your cigarette bullshit, thank you," I say.

I walk off.

"What the hell happened to him?"

"Them," i state.

The girl looks at me.

"It's them," I say.

I laugh at the faces before showing a middle finger.

"That's disgusting," one says.

"So is your mum," I say.

It's a weak spot, I can absolutely tell.

"Your mum is from like 2010," he says.

"And I still bring justice with it. I ain't a trend hopper," I say.

He looks really surprised.

"Karma. Ya know what that is or is your brain too bigoted to process any of it?" I ask.

"What did I even do?" He mutters.

"Saying I'm unnatural is suddenly something fucking okay?" I ask.

He rolls his eyes.

"It's just the truth," he says.

I laugh.

"About as true as the fact you're an insecure little boy," I say, winking.

The bell ringing stops him from attacking me.

"Let's finish this later," I say.

He laughs.

"You want to fight?" He asks.

I roll my eyes.

"If you could get your head out of your ass you'd know that not everything is about strength," I say.

"Stop being a beta bitch," he says.