We Play For FuN

Cartman was waiting on a deserted road hitchhiking. He had been standing there for about an hour, and no one had come by. His arm was getting tired, so he put it down for a second. Suddenly, a truck came flying by. Cartman started running to try and catch up with the truck.

"HEY! ♥♥♥! YO! WAIT UP! NO! AH!" Cartman tripped over his own two feet and fell face first into a pile of cow manure.

"♥♥♥♥!" Cartman yelled. He got up and wiped about ¼ of the ♥♥♥♥ off his face.

"This ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ sucks." Cartman said to himself. He put his hands in his pocket and started walking around. Suddenly, a pink mini-van came flying up the street. Before Cartman could take his hand out, it was gone.

"Not another one!" Cartman yelled. He pulled his hands out of his pocket and a piece of paper came flying out and landed on his face. He pulled it off so that he could see what was on it, and then he grinned. It was a picture of Kyle.

"Oh, trust me Kyle, you WILL suck my balls." Cartman said to himself.

"I want you,

To suck my balls,

I want you,

To suck my balls.

You'd better suck them,

You better suck my balls." Cartman sang to himself. About 13 cars passed by him, but he wasn't paying attention.

"I want you,

To suck my balls,

I want you,

To suck my balls.

You'd better suck them,

You better suck my balls…

They're so heavy,

My balls are so heavy, heavy, heavy!" Cartman sang out loud. Suddenly, he heard a honk. He turned around and saw a guy in a truck that had a smile on his face.

"Hey pal… need a lift?" The guy asked. Cartman smiled.

"Why, yes I do."