7 YEARS AFTER MY LAST STORY:

Lazlow is seen getting thrown out of fame or shame, for his behaviour, getting himself fired.

"Thank you! That is EXACTLY the inspiration I needed!" Lazlow cried, flipping the building two middle fingers.

Suddenly someone approached, Lazlow turned around to see who it was.

"... Pinkie?" Lazlow said in shock.

"Yes.. I'm back" Pinkie says.

"But... Why.. After I-"

"I saw your live break down after learning of my accused death.. It's all over youtube.. Anyway, I realized, maybe you DO care" Pinkie replied.

"Well..Yeah, guess I do" Lazlow admitted.

Pinkie smiled, and gave him a small hug.

"Anyway, guess you were fired again" Pinkie said.

"Yeah, but I'm sure something will turn u-"

"Hey! Lazlow!" Came a sudden voice, and suddenly came Armando Torris, from TBOGT. Either he moved to Los Santos, or is just visiting (most likely just visiting).

"Speak of the devil, here's my pal Armando" Lazlow said.

"Wha- No, you owe me 25 dollars man" Armando said impatiently.

"Man, I can't even get a charger for my phone or nothing" Armando said, taking out his ringing phone.

"Look, I said I-"

"Hold on.. (answers phone) Hello?... Yeah, I'll call you back. (hangs up). (gets in Lazlow's face, intimidatingly) So where my money at, man!?" Armando cried.

"Look, I said I'll pay you back on Friday" Lazlow said cowardly.

"THIS Friday?" Armando asked.

"Y -Yeah" Lazlow said.

"Alright" Armando said, turning around as if to leave, but suddenly he turns back around, punching Lazlow square in the face, knocking him out cold.

"Oh shit!" Pinkie cried in shock.

"WHAT'S TODAY!? Huh Lazlow!?" Armanado screamed at the unconscious Lazlow.

"Jesus man" Pinkie said, still shocked.

"But he owes me the 25 dollars! I can't get my shoes like that!" Armando cried angrily.

"You and me are cool though, right?" Pinkie asked nervously.

"Yeah, we're cool, we're good" Armando said, suddenly happy, and high five her.

Armando reaches into Lazlo's pocket, stealing all the money from his wallet (about 50 dollars).

"There, we're even" Armando said, walking to his car, and driving off.