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'Die ya stupid Jew! Hehe. DIE!'Cartman and some other boys were playing World War 2 on the school playground.

'Why do we have to play this game?!' moaned Kyle,

'Because, Jewrat, the Holocaust was a very important historical event and Adolf Hitler was a very influential man,' Cartman snapped

'But Cartman, Hitler killed himself and he lost the war!'

'PFFT, NO WAY!' Cartman protested, now growing angry that Kyle, of all people, was insulting his idol.

'No dude, he's right' Stan said after looking it up on his iPhone.

'No...no! You're wrong! You're lying!' Cartman persevered 'I'll ask Mr Garrison, he'll know!'

Later, in History class...

'How the hell would I know?!' Mr Garrison questioned,

'Ha! Did you hear that guys, he didn't say I was wrong!' Cartman laughed

'But Cartman' Stan corrected 'he didn't say you were right!'

'B-But-SCREW YOU GUYS, I'M GOING HOME!' Cartman said in a clear voice as he walked towards the door

'And just where do you think you're going Eric?' Mr Garrison asked, stopping him in time.

Cartman didn't reply, he knew there was no use, so instead he just stumbled back into his seat, as slow as he possibly could, mumbling something under his breath which sounded a little bit like 'F*ck you, ya gay b*stard!' and everyone was in utter shock, despite the fact that this was exactly what you'd expect from Eric T. Cartman

'What was that, Eric?' asked Mr Garrison, who was now furious. Cartman repeated himself, but loud enough, so everyone throughout the whole school could hear.

'DETENTION, AFTERSCHOOL, TONIGHT!' Mr Garrison looked as if he was going to explode. Cartman didn't protest, there was no use, even he knew that; he had tried every trick in the book, but nothing, absolutely nothing could get him out of this one. All he did was made his way up to the front of the class, to receive a little pink slip from his teacher.

Word soon spread around school about the incident, the more it was spoke about, the more attention he received, and the more attention he received, the more he liked it.

For the rest of the day, Cartman was treat almost like royalty, everybody stayed clear of him in the halls, and everybody would be stood in their groups of friends, talking about what happened, even though everyone had heard many versions of it already, and he got to cut in line for lunch, it was almost as is he was the official badboy of the fourth grade. That was, of course until the detention. Cartman walked in timidly, handing his paper slip to Mr Mackey who was sat at the front of the room. Then, he sat at the desk right at the front, so if anything bad happened to him, Mr Mackey would notice it straight away. The reason Cartman was so scared was because he was most certainly not the baddest boy, there was Johnny Jackson, a sixth grader who was always setting things on fire; and Trey Cooper who was notorious for beating kids up. But the worst, by far, was little Suzy Applegate, the little first grade terror who was rumoured to have chopped a teacher's hand off and fed it to her dog.

'Stupid Kyle thinking he knows everything!' Cartman groaned, and then, he hatched a terrible, dastardly idea that was unthinkably prejudice and despicably evil!

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