She doesn’t, for some reason, want me to show her email, and also, this story has nothing to do about the Backstreet Boys. None. 0%. Zip.
I don’t know why I posted it, but it’s actually the first time anybody asked me to host their story, so how can I say no?
So, if you want me to host your story, email me! And if you request it, I won’t put your email, and the readers can email me for comments and I’ll forward it to you, unless, again by request, you don’t want no comments.
Also, if you want to comment to this uh....story... email me.
Also, I guess you could say this story is rated PG-13 or R for extensive language...actually, when you think about it, that’s all the story is about....but anyhow, it’s my FIRST hosted story, thanks Heather!!
“Well, Patrick my butt, we don’t have money for new clothes.” Retorted Fara.
“ Is Jesive really a name?” asked Jessica.
“ Everybody, shut your assholes up”, cried Gina.
“ Is asshole really a word?” continued Jessica.
A knock interrupted their thoughts.
“ Open up, POLICE here,” said through the door rather muffled.
“ Fara,” wailed Gina,” You told the police about the car!!!!!!”
“You bitch!!!” screamed Katey.
“You asshole!!!” bellowed Jessica.
“Wait a second the door isn’t even locked, what a stupid policeman,” laughed Gina.
“Actually, I’m not a policeman”, said a woman who just knocked the door over to get in.
It was Fara’s mother!
“Now girls, what about the car, did you steal one or did you do something with the car?” asked she asked calmly.
“What a bitchy mother you have!!” cried Katey,” My mother would never do that to me!!”
“Actually honey, I would,” and out of the shadow Katey’s mother appeared.
“ Ha, Ha, So who has a bitchy mother now?” sneered Fara.
“Why you bitch!!!” screamed Katey.
“ Honey, you and your friends need a bigger vocabulary.” Replied Fara’s mother calmly.
“ I bet Gina’s mother’s in it, too,” Fara said, (obviously she was defending her mom)
“ Why don’t you shut the hell up, Fara, just because your mother is a fucker and Katey’s is too doesn’t mean mine is,” barked Gina.
“ Is fucker really a bad word?,” Jessica asked eagerly.
Katey and Fara’s eyes stared through Gina’s eyes and that was when Gina realized she made a mistake. Nobody in the right mind would actually call a girl’s mother a cuss word.
Before Fara and Katey could beat the crap out of Gina another figure
stepped into the room.
It was Jessica’s mother!
“ You-you-You Fucker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” hollered Jessica.
Everybody froze at the deafening sound.
A car drove into the driveway.
“ Oh,my god, is it the police?!!!!” wailed Gina.
Everybody ran to the window to take a better look. Nobody near that window could believe their eyes.
There waving at them was a familiar man.
The man was JERRY SPRINGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
By: Heather
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