Juanito El Bandito walked along the dirt road in Mexico Town, with street vendors lining the streets, selling Mexican stuff, like, a poncho or something. But Juanito El Bandito already had a Poncho, on top of that, he had a Sombrero, he had a dirty black stubble, dull brown eyes, and he looked white af.
A guitar maker ran up to him, "Would you eh like to buy dis here getar?"
"No."
"k"
"Wait, Gimme the best one you've made.
The guitar maker scampered off, returning with a beautiful wood guitar, "it will be 3 trillion pesos."
Juanito El Bandito handed him a dollar and they made the exchange. Juanito El Bandito walked along the streets, playing the guitar, playing some Mexican song. Probably something culturally or musically significant. It brought tears to the eyes of the inhabitations of Mexico town.
He went to a small restaurant, it overlooked a huge desert. He walked in, "Hello," and took a seat at the bar. The bar tender, slender, gey mustachio, "What can I uh get for ya?"
"Tequila, " Juanito El Bandito said, and the bartender went to it. And laid down a tequila thing, "What brings you to Mexico town?"
Juanito El Bandito took a sip, "I'm looking for a woman."
"Oh, love is it?"
"I've never met her."
"Oh? Who is she?"
"Melissa."
The bartender dropped a bottle of vodka, it broke, and glass and vodka went all over the floor.
"What do you want with Melissa?"
"I need some Mexican Power."
"Why do you need Mexican power?"
"I have vermin to kill."
"Oh, mustb e big vermin."
"Massive"
"Mr. Wayne, it's nice to meet you again, what brings you back to Republic City?" Mr. Hiroshi sato said. Asami stood beside him, looking hot af.
"We've already made a return on the factory, I figure, why not make another factory? Right next to it?"
"Mn, perfect idea, let's have lunch. Last time we had some Asian food, so I figure American food."
Good, Mr. Wayne thought, I hate that chink food, gross gross gross, now I can have a huge hamburger, diabetes in food form.
They sat down, Asami was silent, like a dove drowning in Niagara Falls.
"I'll have a salad," Hiroshi said to a waiter.
"I'll have a triple hamburgesa, and some fries, a coke, a milkshake, a sundae, ice cream, waffle cone, and cake." Said bruce wayne.
The waiter wrote it all down, "And you, miss?"
"I'll have the same as Mr. Wayne"
They all widened their eyes at the same time, in perfect sync "u wahat?" hank hill said.
"O. Okay" the waiter said, "It'' be 69 hours"
"So, how has time been treating you Mr. Wayne?"
"It treats me like anyone else."
"Which means?"
"Normal."
"Ah I See, good good. Asami got herself engaged to a peasant."
Asami punched her dad, "That peasant has a name Dad!"
"Fine, Mako the pac rabbit"
The news hrut wayne like a knife up the butthole. "I am… Happy for you Asami" her name still rhymed with salami, but no longer his salami.
"I need to use the restroom," hiroshi said and he left.
"How is your fiancé treating you?" Bruce inquired, running a hand thorugh his hair.
"He is… Alright."
"I miss you" Bruce Wayne said, already m ackin' to ze ladiesssss.
"I miss you too, Mr. Wayne."
"Call me Bruce"
"Maybe I will.~"
"Ohohoo, wanna get out of here?"
"Mmm, maybe I do~"
Without waiting for a respond wayne took her and left. Hiroshi came back 69 years later and the food was ready, but wayne and asami no where to be seen.
They fucked on a fire hydrant, on a lamp post and on a limosine.
"You are such a naught slut you fucking bitch"
"Oh talk dirty to me"
"no fuck you you whore, you cheated on mako"
"mmhfkhjkgjkdfd" asami said as her mouth was on wayne's giant billionare dick.
Juanito El Bandito stood in a nearly empty room; the room was plain, as if it sucked all life from your eyes, leaving your senses dull.
The bartender took off the body suit, and there was a hot Mexican lady, long hair ect.
"I don't make Mexican clothing anymore," She said, her voice, was erotic.
"I'm sure you have an obligation to help me, the man I am trying to kill is a former student of yours."
"Oh, is that so?" Her voice got a little hiugh, like she was on marijuwaynie.
"Gambit the Bandit" was all Juanito El Bandito had to say, her eyes widened. She stared at the floor, clutching her arm, "I see. It will take me a month to make it. Practice while you wait." She left, to go make it.
Who is Gambit the Bandit find out later feg
