It was not a beautiful day in India. People were shitting in the streets left and right, scammers were scamming people with fake tech support, some indian guy made a knockoff of Michael Jackson's thriller, girls were opening bob and vegana to horny facebook indian guys and Motu Patlu and the Nickelodeon India gang were in a class learning about the fucking dab. "Attendance!" The dab kid yelled while trap music plays in the background. ''Motu Patlu?" "Present!" "Gattu Battu?" "Present!" "Ninja?" "Present!" "Kenichi?" "Present!" "I get topic how D Se Dab! DAB DAB DAB AND DAB!"
Motu Patlu thought that dab thing was fucking ridiculous, so they went back home and watched shitty bootleg hentai on a VHS. Out of the blue, Motu said, "Patlu, there is something you need to know." "What?" Patlu said. Just then, Motu took Patlu to his room while the guy from the Indian Thriller video dances in the background.
Patlu jumped on a bed with his naked brother Motu by his side. ''Motu, why are we doing this?" "Open bob and show vegana, Patlu.'' Motu said. ''What the fuck Motu are we doing the sexy sex thats fucking incest you porno.'' Patlu yelled in disgust. Patlu opened bob and vegana and sucked his brother's sexy one foot penus. Then, Motu shoves his big indian cock in Patlu's skinny ass. ''OH YESSS MOTU THRUST ME THE FUCK HARDER OHHHHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHHHH MOTU YOU'RE SO GAY"
It was then Motu finally came in Patlu's ass. "I love you Patlu." Motu said, and he finally fucking passed out. Days later, Motu Patlu got fucking pregnant and AIDS.
i have no clue why i wrote this story
