For the majority of the lives of THE PEOPULS that lived in Jonoha, life had been peacful for the most part. Yup. But they were still unsure of what lurked beyond their concave of trees and leefiness. god help them if any of them are vegetarians. I mean really. EETIN DUH VILLADGE. Anycone, A dark force lurked beyond their worst fears. Beyond the long flowing hair that laced the face of their sworn enemy, Orochimaru. The skin of the beast was black. Or dark brown. you fucking choose. And his attire consisted of vomit patterned knit that gently carressed his every roll and curve.

His name was Preperation C. His goal in life was to spread the joy of pudding, jello, and vest. Also herpes.

He had strong ties with the village of Lonoha, and used this to his advantage. He quickly infartrated once the war broke out with acne, and prettended to be a villager. He opened an antique shope in the bad part of the city. Yeah. That part of the city. Werewolf you don't know if you'll be stabbed in the kidney or not at any moment.

I'm talking to YOU, Shia Mcbuffman.

His business wasn't going to well, so he turned to the ninja mafia. He gone and done murders, bad murders. The kind of murders that killed people. A lot.

I don't know where I'm going with this.

And so ALL the mafia was all like "Alright, Handsome Cosbee. i'll troubleshoot your prawblum. But only under one shampoo conditioner"
Cozbee frowned incrfedibly hard. Like.. obscenely hard at this curve ball. (But.. its okay. Cuz he a catcherz mitt (Romney)).

He held up a finger and left the room. When he came back, he had a large bag. He pulled out a sweatervest, and placed it on the floor. He repeated this really really tediows process several moar times. The mafia was confused.

"What is the conditoneer?" The sweaters spelled. Cosbill had shocked them all once more with his finness and finlandness.

"The condition is that u sleep with all of us. We have been confinces that you have herpes, and we'\d like to have it to.

"Hmmmm."

"If you don't, I'm cry

"OKAT"

So after a couple minutes, everyone had slept with him. "Welp a deals a deel Bing Crosbi, we will help you r scrotum."

"Scrotum?"

"PRoblem hahahaha sorry""

"Do you need tums? i was told my dizkoe stikqw gives ppl 3burn" ThemaFiaA nodded, The mafia was in dire nead of tums. ALL OF THE TUMS IN Monoha was needed. But one lonely mafia was all like "rollades" so BillCrocidilly gave him rollerbladez.
But like.. thats notwhat that one mafia wantud. So. balls.

THE fuck. END.