storytime with wig: The Donut Edition (for you stud)
Nov 3, 2017 12:30:46 GMT -6
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Post by mrwig on Nov 3, 2017 12:30:46 GMT -6
soooooooooooo,
i walk into the teachers lounge to check my mail and because i heard they brought us donuts....at the time i thought maybe the fat hens had gotten to them before I could get in there...either way i figured i would check....so when i get in there surprisingly there was one more donut....well good for me i was the only one in there...so i decided to get my mail first then grab the donut on my way out...but as i'm grabbing my mail a heavy breathed english hen walks in fast with the same thing on her mind (DONUTS)....as the door shuts I turn and lock eyes with her...we both then turn our attention to the lone donut...unlucky for me she was 7 steps closer to the donut than i was...so she makes a break for it...i tell myself "FK THAT SH!T" and speed wlak like a MFer...she grabs it takes and bite and smiles in victory...luckily the b1atch is too fat to tie her shoes....so when she sees me still making my way to the table she trys to make a run for it....I step on her loose shoe lace trip her, she falls down and in the middle of her timbering fall she loses grip of the donut...it rolls to my foot...i pick it up, brush it off and tore off where she put her mouth on it.....while looking at her dead in the eys i throw her part in the trash and eat the rest of it bite by bite while standing over her in a victorious superman pose...as i walked out while she is begging for help to get up i yell out "DON'T FK WITH MY FOOD, NOBODY WILL BELIEVE YOU"........
i walk into the teachers lounge to check my mail and because i heard they brought us donuts....at the time i thought maybe the fat hens had gotten to them before I could get in there...either way i figured i would check....so when i get in there surprisingly there was one more donut....well good for me i was the only one in there...so i decided to get my mail first then grab the donut on my way out...but as i'm grabbing my mail a heavy breathed english hen walks in fast with the same thing on her mind (DONUTS)....as the door shuts I turn and lock eyes with her...we both then turn our attention to the lone donut...unlucky for me she was 7 steps closer to the donut than i was...so she makes a break for it...i tell myself "FK THAT SH!T" and speed wlak like a MFer...she grabs it takes and bite and smiles in victory...luckily the b1atch is too fat to tie her shoes....so when she sees me still making my way to the table she trys to make a run for it....I step on her loose shoe lace trip her, she falls down and in the middle of her timbering fall she loses grip of the donut...it rolls to my foot...i pick it up, brush it off and tore off where she put her mouth on it.....while looking at her dead in the eys i throw her part in the trash and eat the rest of it bite by bite while standing over her in a victorious superman pose...as i walked out while she is begging for help to get up i yell out "DON'T FK WITH MY FOOD, NOBODY WILL BELIEVE YOU"........
