Disclaimer: As with all my chapters, you must visualize the characters
performing my stupid words, or you just won't get it (especially for this
chapter). I am sorry if my words offend people (you know who you are) and
you lose sleep over my making fun of a great show. I am sorry I missed
somewhere the rules of fan fiction that state you must type only positive
sappy stuff about the characters. Could someone point me to this list
please? I have had one story removed from fan fiction already (of this I am
proud-and yes I think my mother is too).
During all this commotion Adam had gone shopping. He never got that refill from Emma, which had her wondering if he too didn't need her company anymore. Why was life so cruel?
Adam knew he had to hire a bodyguard now. Several money hungry bitches at the mall attacked him. Paying a bodyguard would put a dent in his money, and like most tight-ass bosses they expect you to work your ass off for practically nothing (special shout out to my boss!). He decided he was going to have to fire one of the Mutant X members. Which one? You tell me, which one is the most useless? It isn't Shal cause they bumped her to the number one spot at the beginning credits.
He could easily rip out a few chest or pubic hairs to pay the salary of the bodyguard for probably a year. Why not? He had so much damn hair it was sick. Greed that is why. Money will change a person.
In the lab.
Shalimar was checking the fire extinguishers in the lab for her name. Damn it, none of them had her name. She stopped to look at her roots in the big mirror in sanctuary again. She never let her roots go this long. Perhaps she would send Jesse to the supermarket for another box of mystery color mixed with her usual shade of XL1 (yes folks, I know my shades of dye. I personally prefer XL2). Gold hair would improve her value like it did for Adam. Brennan wasn't shallow, wait yes he is, and perhaps he would take her if she had money.
Brennan walked into the lab naked.
"Shal, thanks for having my back in there, I could of died!" he said.
"Why are you naked?" Shalimar said not minding at all.
"Just wanted to show you that water had shrank it - take a peak while he is dry" said Brennan.
He? Oh Lord, he has a name for it.
Dollar Bill aka Adam Kane .
Adam walked into the lab. His wardrobe:
Velvet pink shirt with bell sleeves. Only the bottom two buttons buttoned and flocks of GOLD chest hair heaping out everywhere. It was obvious he had a makeover on his chest hair. It was fluffy and shiny and even more curled.
Gold velvet bell-bottoms, with a strip of pink at the base of each pant leg.
Adam had got a perm on his head too; his hair was "Greg Brady" curly.
His pants were XL, and his boxers stuck out totally. They were gold trim with big green dollar signs everywhere.
A big top hat, I call them pimp hats. Gold again.
A big $2,000 gold chain around his neck with a dollar bill sign at the base the size of your hand.
A cane in his right hand, gold dollar bill sign engraved at the top.
A big fat Cuban cigar in his mouth.
He had all his front teeth caped with gold.
A gold pager hanging from a thick gold chain attached to a belt hoop.
A new tattoo that looked gang affiliated that said "Fight The Power" above one nipple.
An ungodly smile.
What a creep.
Adams new lingo.
"Yo B - check this out, letz get down to buzzness so I can brake you off a littl' somthan somthan" ????
"Yo S - suck on my junk b.i.t.c.h." ???
I can't carry on with this one; my spell check is going insane. I know my story is crap, I love it. TBC.
During all this commotion Adam had gone shopping. He never got that refill from Emma, which had her wondering if he too didn't need her company anymore. Why was life so cruel?
Adam knew he had to hire a bodyguard now. Several money hungry bitches at the mall attacked him. Paying a bodyguard would put a dent in his money, and like most tight-ass bosses they expect you to work your ass off for practically nothing (special shout out to my boss!). He decided he was going to have to fire one of the Mutant X members. Which one? You tell me, which one is the most useless? It isn't Shal cause they bumped her to the number one spot at the beginning credits.
He could easily rip out a few chest or pubic hairs to pay the salary of the bodyguard for probably a year. Why not? He had so much damn hair it was sick. Greed that is why. Money will change a person.
In the lab.
Shalimar was checking the fire extinguishers in the lab for her name. Damn it, none of them had her name. She stopped to look at her roots in the big mirror in sanctuary again. She never let her roots go this long. Perhaps she would send Jesse to the supermarket for another box of mystery color mixed with her usual shade of XL1 (yes folks, I know my shades of dye. I personally prefer XL2). Gold hair would improve her value like it did for Adam. Brennan wasn't shallow, wait yes he is, and perhaps he would take her if she had money.
Brennan walked into the lab naked.
"Shal, thanks for having my back in there, I could of died!" he said.
"Why are you naked?" Shalimar said not minding at all.
"Just wanted to show you that water had shrank it - take a peak while he is dry" said Brennan.
He? Oh Lord, he has a name for it.
Dollar Bill aka Adam Kane .
Adam walked into the lab. His wardrobe:
Velvet pink shirt with bell sleeves. Only the bottom two buttons buttoned and flocks of GOLD chest hair heaping out everywhere. It was obvious he had a makeover on his chest hair. It was fluffy and shiny and even more curled.
Gold velvet bell-bottoms, with a strip of pink at the base of each pant leg.
Adam had got a perm on his head too; his hair was "Greg Brady" curly.
His pants were XL, and his boxers stuck out totally. They were gold trim with big green dollar signs everywhere.
A big top hat, I call them pimp hats. Gold again.
A big $2,000 gold chain around his neck with a dollar bill sign at the base the size of your hand.
A cane in his right hand, gold dollar bill sign engraved at the top.
A big fat Cuban cigar in his mouth.
He had all his front teeth caped with gold.
A gold pager hanging from a thick gold chain attached to a belt hoop.
A new tattoo that looked gang affiliated that said "Fight The Power" above one nipple.
An ungodly smile.
What a creep.
Adams new lingo.
"Yo B - check this out, letz get down to buzzness so I can brake you off a littl' somthan somthan" ????
"Yo S - suck on my junk b.i.t.c.h." ???
I can't carry on with this one; my spell check is going insane. I know my story is crap, I love it. TBC.