Time went by slowly, never ending.
"Santa? I want a red toy car for Christmas!" The little kid in his lap yelled.
"Sure, whatever," the wannabe lion sighed out.
The kid hopped off his lap and ran away. Wannabe-Lion couldn't stop contemplating about his Lion fantasies. He wanted to run across the savannah of Great Africa as a beautiful green lion. He would stand out from the rest and show his dominance. He could vividly imagine the humid savanna wind blowing through his green main.
Wannabe-Lion heard his manager scream at him to leave his shift and come back at 2pm to finish his job. Wantong-Lion was craving a way to redeem his lost specieality [lost of one's own species]. Human was not the role he was willing to play. It was either green African lion or sad Wannabe-lion.
He remembered a joint he stuffed in his bag to smoke his problems away. He always had his brilliant ideas when his mind was in the clouds.
Wannabang-Lion quickly rolled his articulación (ar-ti-cu-la-sion) and huffed a puff. Soon his mind was in heavens of godly creations. His floating mind came across a brilliant plan. This was how he was going to become a lion.
Wannabuck-Lion quickly ran to the closest strip club. He bursted through the door ready to get on stage. Wannabe-lion knew that he was hot enough to get on stage. From his mad skillz and dank memes, Wannabe-lion was hired and ready to pounce and show off his skillz.
"Next up," the man on the mic started, "we have Lion!"
Si...Si... Wonderland-Lion knew himself no longer as WannabeBangBuckWanTongWonderland-Lion, but he was finally a lion. His true form.
Lion grinded on the pole as best as he could. He felt his chi from within connect to him and tell him how to dance like a bossass bitch.
"HO HO HO" Leeeonz screamed whilst ripping off his santa top, "MEOW RAWR RAWR" he growled.
The crowd went wild for Real-Lion. Wanting to see more of him, but True-Lion realised that it was time to get back to work.
LionLion sat back in his mall chair awaiting for another lame child to come and ask him what they wanted for Christmas. But something peculiar happened, a girl about the age of 14 walked up to Sexi-Lion and sat on his lap.
"What you want for Christmas, ho?" HighLion asked.
"I want you," The high-pitched girl replied.
Obviously high as fuck, WeedLion accepted the offer with a radical "k."
"Yay! You can be my personal Slutty-Santa!" The vocally girl shouted and jumped.
And that is how WeedLion was named WeedLion, and how Vocal got her slutty-santa.
Merry Christmas~