South Park at Disney World
Chapter One: Seatbelt Prblems
Mr. Garrison, Chef, Kenny, Stan, Kyle, and Cartman stood in the South Park Airport baggage check line. Kyle and the other kids had grins from ear to ear. "Dude, this is goin' to be kick ass!" Cartman exclaimed happily. Kyle smiled back saying, "Yeah, I can't believe our parents let us go on a trip to Disney World without them." "Well," Stan said, "if it weren't for Chef and Mr. Garrison, they wouldn't even let us. Uh. except for Kenny." Kenny frowned as Cartman laughed, saying, "Heh heh. Yeah, Kenny's mom and dad don't give a shit about him. Heh heh." Kenny nailed Cartman in the face with his brown paper bag he used for a suitcase. Cartman cried out as he fell, "Ah! Son of a bitch!" "Hah hah," Kyle said, " Kenny knocked your fat ass down!" " How many times I gotta tell you hippies? Ah am not fat! I'm charmingly chunky!" he said as he pulled himself up from the ground.
Chef, Kenny, and Mr. Garrison sat in one row, while Cartman, Stan, and Kyle sat in a row behind them. "I hope this plane is strong enough to take off with Cartman's fat ass," Kyle said. Cartman began swearing at Kyle under his breath. As a flight attendant walked by, she noticed Kenny's seatbelt was unhooked. "Here, let me help you with that." She leaned over and her breasts went into Kenny's face. Kenny grinned. "Mmm." The flight attendant started to walk away as Kenny's seatbelt "fell off." She goes back. "Here, let me help you with that." Again it "fell off." "Here, let me help you with that." She finally walked away and Kenny laughed hysterically. Chef looked amazed. "Kid, you gotta show me how you do that!" Mr. Garrison had his unhooked also. "Here, let me help you with that" "No!" he cried out. " I mean, there aren't any male attendants who can do it?" The attendant shook her head no. "Oh," he said, "then I'll just do it myself." Cartman had watched Kenny and cheerfully unhooked his seatbelt. "Here, let me help you," said the flight attendant. Cartman smiled, saying, "Well, hi there pretty lady. Ah seem to have a problem with mah seatbelt." She said, "Oh if that is the case Yolanda here can help you." "Who is Yolanda?" he asked. "She's right behind you." He looked back to see a fat, old, hairy woman with a giant mole on her face. "Oh. mah. God."
To be continued in Chapter 2. Please tell me how it is so far. If I get enough reviews I'll do 4 more chapters by Dec. 2nd. Thanks.
Mr. Garrison, Chef, Kenny, Stan, Kyle, and Cartman stood in the South Park Airport baggage check line. Kyle and the other kids had grins from ear to ear. "Dude, this is goin' to be kick ass!" Cartman exclaimed happily. Kyle smiled back saying, "Yeah, I can't believe our parents let us go on a trip to Disney World without them." "Well," Stan said, "if it weren't for Chef and Mr. Garrison, they wouldn't even let us. Uh. except for Kenny." Kenny frowned as Cartman laughed, saying, "Heh heh. Yeah, Kenny's mom and dad don't give a shit about him. Heh heh." Kenny nailed Cartman in the face with his brown paper bag he used for a suitcase. Cartman cried out as he fell, "Ah! Son of a bitch!" "Hah hah," Kyle said, " Kenny knocked your fat ass down!" " How many times I gotta tell you hippies? Ah am not fat! I'm charmingly chunky!" he said as he pulled himself up from the ground.
Chef, Kenny, and Mr. Garrison sat in one row, while Cartman, Stan, and Kyle sat in a row behind them. "I hope this plane is strong enough to take off with Cartman's fat ass," Kyle said. Cartman began swearing at Kyle under his breath. As a flight attendant walked by, she noticed Kenny's seatbelt was unhooked. "Here, let me help you with that." She leaned over and her breasts went into Kenny's face. Kenny grinned. "Mmm." The flight attendant started to walk away as Kenny's seatbelt "fell off." She goes back. "Here, let me help you with that." Again it "fell off." "Here, let me help you with that." She finally walked away and Kenny laughed hysterically. Chef looked amazed. "Kid, you gotta show me how you do that!" Mr. Garrison had his unhooked also. "Here, let me help you with that" "No!" he cried out. " I mean, there aren't any male attendants who can do it?" The attendant shook her head no. "Oh," he said, "then I'll just do it myself." Cartman had watched Kenny and cheerfully unhooked his seatbelt. "Here, let me help you," said the flight attendant. Cartman smiled, saying, "Well, hi there pretty lady. Ah seem to have a problem with mah seatbelt." She said, "Oh if that is the case Yolanda here can help you." "Who is Yolanda?" he asked. "She's right behind you." He looked back to see a fat, old, hairy woman with a giant mole on her face. "Oh. mah. God."
To be continued in Chapter 2. Please tell me how it is so far. If I get enough reviews I'll do 4 more chapters by Dec. 2nd. Thanks.