chapter two: don't be a douchebag, Cartman i dont own, even though im working really to try and buy it, SP.

cartman's pov

kenny, followed by a girl about his age, finally showed up at the bus stop.
"thank God, youre finally here, Kenny!" i said. the two continued talking. "kenny."
all i could here was a cricket in the distance. "kenny!" ... "KENNY! KENNY, KENNY, KENNY!"
"WUT?" i said nothing. the girl asked for our names. stan said his name, the stupid little Jew rat said his, and i said mine. "well, Cartman, dont be a douchebag if you want to get someones attention." DID SHE JUST CALL ME A DOUCHEBAG? "well, Whatsherface, all you need to get Kenny's attention is a giant rack!" i sniggered. then she walked up to me and said, "Just because Kenny has the reputation as town man-whore doesnt mean you have to pick on him!" then she kicked me in the balls. then i blacked out from the pain.