Chapter 11- Talent Show

"Well this was a wounderful time to have a Talent Show." said Odd

"And why?" asked the Principal Delmas

"Because, I have the perfect act why elese." said Odd

"Fine then but you will need judges." said Delmas

"I already have them." said Odd

"Oh,it's going to start tonight." said Delmas

Odd was already out. And the sign up form was filled.

"Alright this going to be awsome." thought Odd

(Tonight)

"Welcome to the Odd's Awsome all my idea tallent show." said Odd "With your host and actor and the best at every thing Odd DellaRobia" said Odd

"First to introduce the judges." said Delmas "First we've got Simon Nelson next Randy Jackson and last Palua Abdul." said Delmas

Soon people were throwing empty milk cartons at Simon.

"Ahhhh! Mommy please." said Simon

"God whats your problem Simon your a fag and every one knows that." said Randy

"First we have Herb." said Delmas

"I will shove 2 lemons up my nose." said Herb Missing and hitting his eyes.

"AhhhhhhhhhhhHhhhhhHHHHh, my eyes please help me." said Herb running off the stage and falling on his head.

(Simon's Rating: What the hell was that! You'll never make it.)

(Paula's Rating's: No what was that.)

(Randy's Rating's: Man that sucked.)

"Owwww, you don't make it." said Delmas "Next we have Sissi." said Delmas

"For my act I will act pretty." said Sissi

(Simon's Rating's: Shit, I'm blind!)

(Paula's Rating: Hell No I rather die then look at you)

(Randy's Rating:Your uglyier then Michael Jackson.)

"I'm sorry, you did not make it." said Odd

"Next Last but not least we have Willaim&Odd." said Delmas

"Were going to sing a song for Jackie Chan." said Willaim

(Singin Starts)

It's the azn nigga fuck the rest
Dallas to New York jigga, we the best
Vietnam to Japan to Mongolia
Philippines to Taiwan to Cambodia
Korea, ah ah, hometown China
who you got, huh?
you got shit nigga, feel the size
it's the A-Z-N better recognize

got rice, bitch? got rice?
got food, got soup, got spice?
got brains like us? got skills like us?
got cars? got clothes? got girls like us?
wassup we the shit and we kill ya'll fools
we got money in the bank from our family jewels
can we help it if we raid and corrupt the schools?
it don't matter fuck the law shit we break the rules
we jack cars, pop games, yo we got the tools
hoop it up, break it down then we shoot some pool,
you fuck with me, you fuck with all bitch, don't think it's cool
one on one fuck that it's three on one no duels

got rice bitch? got rice?
anything you can show that is nice?
got cash,got moves, got thoughts like us?
Fuck no, Hell you white you'll never be like us
Take off your shoes when you enter please
or Crawl around on the floor with your fucking knees
don't mind the smell you'll get used to it
moth balls, fried squid, and that buddha shit
what the hell is that you think i don't see
no forks in the house chops sticks only
have a taste don't be scared try the lemon tea
you don't want thats alright try the fuck on me

Got rice bitch, got rice?
Got luck anytime you roll the dice?
your luck is bad unless you run and hide,
cuz we're thugs for life baby, Asian Pride...

(Simon's Rating: Wow, pretty bad)

(Paula's Rating: nice)

(Randy's Rating: Cool. Yo)

Soon Willaim got a shotgun and killed off Simon.

"Ahhhhhhh! what the hell is going on?" said Simon

"Well the winner is Odd and Willaim." said Odd