"Ash Danger Ranger, reporting for duty."
'Well, son of a bitch…' Paul looked up from his morning paper to the kid in front of him. He wore the Ranger uniform and a fat, yellow rat on his shoulder that was sometimes called 'Pikachu'. He looked like a circus freak.
"You asked for me, sir," stated the boy with thunderbolt shaped scratches on his cheeks. Paul always wondered if this was some Harry Potter joke or some shit like that. Paul hated Harry Potter. Paul hated jokes, too, but not as much as Harry Potter.
"Yeah… yeah, I asked for you," he said, as he set down his paper and began to get up. "I have something I need to tell you…"
And so, in a fit of anxiety to hear Paul's words of wisdom, Ash farted. Paul gave him an odd look. Ash said before Paul could say a word, "Yeah, I farted. Got a problem with it, bitch?"
Paul looked at the boy in front of him in horror. He was speechless, and Ash took this time to make his move…
Before Ash could continue, the wall exploded, and Brock came in holding two unconscious broads under each arm. he had sunglasses, army boots, and a beer hat on.
"HEY WHAT'S UP YOU MOTHER FUCKERS?" he shouted as he smashed his way toward the two younggins. when he got up to ash he dropped a bitch and pimp slapped him in the face
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR YOU SON OF A BITCH" ash screamed.
"SHUT UP YOU UGLY TWAT GO WASH UR FACE," brock screamed back. ash clamped his mouth shut, and brock and paul watched silently as his butt made a high pitched fart of woe.
"PIKA PIKA" pikachu said in his deep black man voice
right after, ash ran upstairs as his ass made helocoptor noise the whole way up. brock and paul looked at each other.
"so yeah," brock said as he shifted the hoe to the other arm, "im fucking gonna go leave now."
"u do that," paul said awkwardly.
"SEE YA BITCH" brock said as he ran out, leaving one of the bitches there. paul looked down at the girl and winced at the vaginal smell in the air. right before his eyes, the woman woke up
"oh god where am i" she questioned. she had an orange ponytail sticking out of the side of her head as if a guy was trying to stab a bottle into her brain. she looked up and saw paul, who looked horried. "o hey bb where did mah man da wangla go?" she started vomiting.
"uh, well," paul stopped as he examined the blood coming out of her mouth. a toothpick eventually came out. he decided it was best to deal with her later, so he took the latest harry potter book (lupin dies btw) and threw it at the mess the bitch made, just to cover it up a bit. he decided to go out until she grabbed him by the arms.
"oh u so sexhay," she said as she smacked her greasy lips together, preparing for her surprise butt sucks. paul was trying to free himself but the damn girl was surprising invincible until he kicked her in the crotch.
"OH THATS IT BOY UR GONNA GET IT NAO" she shouted at the top of her lungs as he was running out of the fucking place. when she finally heaved up onto her feet she started chasing him, but when she got out, ash took an emo dump from is room, and it splouched all over her head. she died, and paul went to mcdonalds, and five years later, ash got a job making up fucking names for crayons