Disclaimer - I do not own South Park Matt Stone and Trey Parker do. I only own Sam and the plot. Anything else goes to them.


(10 years later)

Sam's P.O.V ( Sam is 10)

"What should I say fat ass, 'Hi, sorry to bother you but can you please not fuck in public, alright thank you'?" I asked Lisa.

"I don't care dumb ass, just stop them from ruin the store" She replied

"Look who call me a dumb ass retard." I snapped back. Both me and Lisa work at Katie's some-what fancy family restaurant. And being sickos people are, there's a couple eating each others faces off.

"Don't call me a retard asshole!" Lisa screamed at me. I was being kind when I called her a retard. In truth she is just a fucked up c*nt (A/N I will not put that up.) She smells like one two. Lisa is a short, white, drama queen third grader with no soul. And that is the only nice thing you can say about her. She has a bigger ego then Farrah Abraham. And sadly I'm friends with this fucking dumb ass.

"Fine, if your just too pussy to say something about this then I will." Lisa started walking towards the couple. Man I hate her.

"Sam, stop fighting with Lisa and help me get my chores done so we can play XBOX 360!" A eager voice yelled in my ears, causing me to jump. I turned around to find Katie. Katie is a ginger. Like most gingers she has freckles and green eyes. She had on a black shirt with the worlds in bold saying ' u'r killing me'. I lovely shirt. And just some pair of jeans.

"You know she starts it. She always starts it." I mumbled the last part.

"What ever. All we have to do is deliver this last order." Katie said holding up a brown paper bag.

"Okay, bye." I turned the other way.

"Stop Samantha Lee Testaburger. Your helping me." And with that she was right beside me pushing me out the door with her.

"Oh come on Katie. It's your job!" I complained. But it fallen on deft ears, since she keep pushing me to keep going on. If you can explained Katie in two words, I'll say fucking stubborn.

"Shut up Sam, the faster we do this the more time we get to hang."

I let a deep sigh out, I know she was right, the faster we deliver that food the more time we can fuck up the world.