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Author's note: This is dedicated to LoupDreams, Kinky Karen, Bella Z, Mike Moriarty II, John Bowlingballs and Freida Hansen Junior.
iPizza-Prank 100 %
Sam plan a special pank that she'll play on Freddie.
The idea for it comes from a random online post on some perverted forum that Sam was reading a few days ago.
"Alright." says Sam as she open a pizza-box.
In the pizza-box is Freddie's favorite pizza.
"Here we go..." says Sam as she pull down her baggy sweatpants and takes a shit on the pizza.
She then pull her pants back up, close the pizza box and then laugh a bit.
20 minutes later.
"Got ya this." says Sam as she hands the pizza-box to Freddie.
"Thanks, Sam." says Freddie.
Freddie suddenly feel how something stinks a lot
"Damn, Sam...what stinks so much?" says Freddie.
"No idea. Me feel nothing." says Sam.
Freddie open the pizza-box and nearly puke when he sees Sam's shit all over the pizza.
"Sam! That's freakin' disgusting!" says Freddie.
Sam laugh, but Freddie looks very angry.
"C'mon, dude. That was totally funny. I thought guys enjoyed cool pervie-pranks a lot." says Sam with a slutty smile.
"It was far from fun!" says a very pissed off Freddie.
"Like sorry..." says Sam.
"Buy me a new pizza and no stupid poop on it this time." says Freddie.
"Uh...no." says Sam.
The enxt day.
Carly has found out what Sam did.
"Sam, it was so not nice to play such a disgusting prank on a guy who's friends with you." says carly, all serious.
"Chill out, Carly Shay. Men love diperverted fun." says Sam.
"I don't think so." says Carly.
"Relax. It was so much fun." says Sam.
"Did you at least make it up to him by getting him a new pizza?" says Carly.
"Nope." says Sam with a sexy smile.
"What? That's really rude of you, Sam." says Carly.
"Uh..." says Sam.
"Samantha Jane Puckett, go and buy Freddie his favorite pixxa, now." says Carly, sounding like a mother talking to her kid that's been naughty.
"Fine..." says Sam as she leave.
55 minutes later.
"Here. Sorry for yesterday, dude." says Sam as she give Freddie a pizza-box.
"Are there pieces of poop on the pizza again?" says Freddie, all serious.
"Nope, but if ya want it I can fix that so quick." says Sam, about to pull down her pants.
"Stop it, perv-girl. I don't want you to shit over my pizza." says Freddie.
The next day.
"Sam, did you give Freddie a good pizza?" says Carly.
"I did, okay? Don't be so strict on me. The poop-pizza was supposed to be a prank." says Sam.
"Yes, but he didn't find it very funny and neither do I. You're my BFF, though sometimes you are too naughty." says Carly.
"Carly, c'mon. It was only a prank...for fun, ya know." says Sam.
"Freddie didn't think it was fun. I agree with him." says Carly.
"Okay..." says Sam.
"Sam, you have to stop being such a dirty girl." says Carly.
"Like opsss!" says Sam as she fart hard by accident.
"Ewwww! Disgusting!" says Carly.
"I'm sorry..." says Sam.
"Yeah, but your naughty side isn't doing you any good." says Carly.
"Kinda true..." says Sam.
"Perhaps you wanna sign up for Mrs Rosetta's Ethics-class." says Carly.
"No fuckin' way! She's so damn uptight. I hate her." says Sam.
"Sam, be sweet...please." says Carly.
"Uh...sorry, me isn't like you." says Sam.
"I know that. Still you could try to be a bit less raw." says Carly.
"Being raw is a lot of fun." says Sam.
"You're a girl, girls are sweet, not hardcore." says Carly.
"Most chicks are sweet like you, but some are like me." says Sam.
Sam fart by accident again.
"Opsss..." says Sam.
"Ewww!" says Carly.
"Sorry." says Sam.
"Okay then." says Carly.
"Yup." says Sam.
Sam burp and also fart again.
"Disgusting." says Carly.
"Sorry..." says Sam.
45 minutes later.
Carly and Sam eat ice cream and watch TV.
"Maybe we should get pizza." says Sam.
"No, thanks. After your prank I won't be able to eat pizza in a very long time." says Carly.
"Sushi then?" says Sam.
"That'd be awesome, Sam." says Carly.
"Yup, kid." says Sam.
Carly order sushi.
"Opsss..." says Sam as she fart by accident.
"Ewww!" says Carly.
"Chill, it's just ass-gas." says Sam.
"True, but it stinks like crazy." says Carly.
"Does it...?" says Sam.
"Yes." says Carly.
"Sorry. My anus-control sucks." says Sam.
"Please, don't use the word 'anus-control' so easy, Sam." says Carly.
"Carly, are ya mad at me?" says Sam confused.
"A bit, yeah." says Carly.
"I'm sorry." says Sam.
"Good. Though you should do something about your butt-problems." says Carly.
"There's surgery for it, but that cost thousands of dollars." says Sam.
"Let me guess, you cannot afford it, right...?" says Carly.
"Yup. Me and mama aren't rich chicks." says Sam.
"Oh..." says Carly.
"Uh...can ya pay for me?" says Carly.
"I can not. I'm not rich either. Our web-show gig doesn't exactly roll in the money and even if it did, I'd split it with you and Freddie 'cause you guys are my co-owners of 'Carly. You both are as much a reason behind its success as me." says Carly.
"Okay." says Sam.
"Yeah. You and I are just kids, we don't have much money at all." says Carly.
Sam fart and burp.
"Like sorry...!" says Sam.
"Please." says Carly.
"I didn't mean to do that, Carly." says Sam.
"I know, but you could try to hold in on your burping and farting. Try for me, for me...your BFF." says Carly.
"Already trying to, but it doesn't work that good..." says Sam.
"Okay then, I guess..." says Carly.
"Yup, girl." says Sam.
"Awww!" says Carly.
Carly and Sam hug each other.
The next day.
Carly, Sam and Freddie hang out after school.
They are in Sam's room.
"Freddie, sorry for givin' ya pizza with shit on." says Sam.
"You're forgiven." says Freddie.
"It was supposed to be fun." says Sam.
"Well, I didn't think it was." says Freddie.
"Okay." says Sam.
"Guys, can we please talk about something else?" says Carly.
"Sure." says Freddie.
"Alright." says Sam.
"Yeah. Don't forget that we do our next we-show episode tomorrow." says Carly.
"I remember." says Freddie.
"Me too." says Sam.
"Nice. Awesome." says Carly.
"Like opsss..." says Sam as she fart hard by accident.
"Ewww!" says Carly.
"Sorry..." says Sam.
"Anyways...let's hope for success tomorrow, guys. I'm excited." says Carly.
"Me too." says Sam.
The End.