Post by Sam Washington on Nov 22, 2016 9:50:54 GMT
YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
At a small get together following the US presidential election, Sam is getting heavily drunk along with many of his fellow Trump supporters. Some swing from the barrier while others dunk their heads in barrels of beer and vodka. One runs about with no clothes on while Sam head butts others in victory.
WE DID IT!
Sam spikes a can of beer and begins downing it in seconds before ripping his shirt like Hulk Hogan.
WE FUCKING DID IT!!!
Sam proceeds to get so intoxicated that he rips his trousers off before swinging them around in the air like he is at a rock gig.
THOSE MEXICANS ARE GOING TO GET SENT PACKING!!!!
Sam proceeds to go out with the other inebriated Trump voters following their shock win. They begin a “Fuck the Mexicans” chant before getting Mexican flags and setting them on fire. One Trump fan proceeds to get a cardboard cut out of Clinton and takes a dump right on top of it. Sam then runs over to Hispanic families yard and proceeds to swing and imbalance all over the place, pointing to his fellow Trump fans to another Hilary Clinton banner.
I’ll show you what we all are gonna do now!
Sam drops his white stained briefs and urinates on the sign before giving the family a middle finger salute as they watch on from inside their house.
Fuck you Democrats and Minorities, Fuck you! Fuck You! Fuck You! Fuck You!
More supporters join into the “Fuck You.” As Police arrive to make sure order is restored. Sam then roars at his Trump friends to scatter and hide as they try to end the night on a high following getting their man in the White House. The small region in San Antonio Texas when viewing it is a region full of drunken white men setting minorities properties and Democratic banners on fire. Smoke sets over the top of the town as well while the sound of police sirens echo around the whole town.
The very next morning Sam is comatose in his front yard, snoring out loud and saliva dripping from his mouth. Soon he hears the sound of neighbours whispering amongst themselves. He barely wakes up with twigs and grass in his mouth. He looks at his fellow neighbours barely being able to move his head as they all shake their heads and look freaked out.
“What the fuck are they all looking at?”
Sam’s turns to his front door where he sees his wife with a shotgun loaded. He then starts to move about when he realises that he has no clothes on. He covers his small dignity before looking on at his wife with embarrassment.
Later on Sam, who noticeably has a black eye now and several bruises is drinking a strong cup of coffee. His wife looks on in disgust as she looks on at the local televised news of disturbances following Trumps win last night.
“I cannot believe you were a part of that Sam!”
SW: It wasn’t even that bad! That’s just the Democrats trying to make us look bad! Don’t believe everything you see on the news Honey!
“So I shouldn’t believe about the immigration problem between U.S and Mexico then?”
SW: Oh don’t be stupid that’s real! We’re finally gonna get a wall and close America for the illegal scum. Donald Trump is gonna save this country at last!!!
(Sarcastic) “So what really happened then to result in you sleeping naked on our yard then?”
Sam drinks another sip from his coffee before responding.
SW: We just got heavily drunk as you do celebrating Trumps win!
Sam’s wife still doesn’t believe him as he tries to recover from the hangover of last night’s heavily celebrated win. He smirks at the headlines on the news apps from his phone. Soon he kisses his wife before going to the backyard to prepare for his Career versus Mask match with King Fuego. He strips into his vested body suit as he does warms ups for weight lifting.
“Right Sam, feel the thunder!”
He goes to bend before heavily projectile vomiting. He is on his knees as he continues to vomit loud and heavily. The eyes water up along with spit dripping from his mouth once he is done. He tries to get back to his feet but slips on the vomit and drops back down to the ground. Sam turns around and looks at the Pro-Trump banner he has in the house and begins to focus positively.
“If he can make it happen. I can make it happen! I can do a Trump! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!”
Sam proceeds to stand up covered in vomit and salute the flag with Donald Trumps banner in the background.
“God Bless America!”
……
Yes you fuckers from all over the world. God bless America.
Because we are fucking great again!
Trump’s won and now I have America back on my side and kicking these Mexican fuckers back to where they came from. Because they don’t deserve to stay in my country. Illegally taking the jobs of honest working Americans and taking our precious dollars! Just like what that little prick King Fuego is doing. He thinks he can take my job and get paid while doing flippy jumps all over the place.
It’s career versus mask at Chapter six. Shame those fuckers conformed to pronouncing that in Spanish.
The King of Fire as he likes to call himself thinks he can put an end to my career in pro wrestling and become the underground hero of the illegal Mexicans. You fucking minorities would like that wouldn’t you? Me to lose and for y’all to never hear from me again? HA! Never gonna happen on my watch!
You all thought that the woman would finally be in charge and that’d be the end to all of my kind? You think America was going to be like a prostitute and be open for all to fit their dicks right in and take everything from us? FUCK NO! America has grown it’s dick again and we are ready to fuck all of you haters to death!
Which is what King Fuego is about to witness when I end his masked career and make him a sham right in front of his family! America is going to come out stronger than you stoner fucks have ever seen in your lazy miserable lives!
America is tough!
America is keen!
American is motherfucking mean again!
I will use the newly energised America to inject adrenaline in my veins and bleed red, white and blue to end the career of the Masked one. Once I am done with him, I’m coming for the rest of you fucks that cost me a shot at the World title!
The career of the American War Machine has just got an upgraded engine to run fuck into everyone!
…
AMERICA! FUCK YEAH!
At a small get together following the US presidential election, Sam is getting heavily drunk along with many of his fellow Trump supporters. Some swing from the barrier while others dunk their heads in barrels of beer and vodka. One runs about with no clothes on while Sam head butts others in victory.
WE DID IT!
Sam spikes a can of beer and begins downing it in seconds before ripping his shirt like Hulk Hogan.
WE FUCKING DID IT!!!
Sam proceeds to get so intoxicated that he rips his trousers off before swinging them around in the air like he is at a rock gig.
THOSE MEXICANS ARE GOING TO GET SENT PACKING!!!!
Sam proceeds to go out with the other inebriated Trump voters following their shock win. They begin a “Fuck the Mexicans” chant before getting Mexican flags and setting them on fire. One Trump fan proceeds to get a cardboard cut out of Clinton and takes a dump right on top of it. Sam then runs over to Hispanic families yard and proceeds to swing and imbalance all over the place, pointing to his fellow Trump fans to another Hilary Clinton banner.
I’ll show you what we all are gonna do now!
Sam drops his white stained briefs and urinates on the sign before giving the family a middle finger salute as they watch on from inside their house.
Fuck you Democrats and Minorities, Fuck you! Fuck You! Fuck You! Fuck You!
More supporters join into the “Fuck You.” As Police arrive to make sure order is restored. Sam then roars at his Trump friends to scatter and hide as they try to end the night on a high following getting their man in the White House. The small region in San Antonio Texas when viewing it is a region full of drunken white men setting minorities properties and Democratic banners on fire. Smoke sets over the top of the town as well while the sound of police sirens echo around the whole town.
The very next morning Sam is comatose in his front yard, snoring out loud and saliva dripping from his mouth. Soon he hears the sound of neighbours whispering amongst themselves. He barely wakes up with twigs and grass in his mouth. He looks at his fellow neighbours barely being able to move his head as they all shake their heads and look freaked out.
“What the fuck are they all looking at?”
Sam’s turns to his front door where he sees his wife with a shotgun loaded. He then starts to move about when he realises that he has no clothes on. He covers his small dignity before looking on at his wife with embarrassment.
Later on Sam, who noticeably has a black eye now and several bruises is drinking a strong cup of coffee. His wife looks on in disgust as she looks on at the local televised news of disturbances following Trumps win last night.
“I cannot believe you were a part of that Sam!”
SW: It wasn’t even that bad! That’s just the Democrats trying to make us look bad! Don’t believe everything you see on the news Honey!
“So I shouldn’t believe about the immigration problem between U.S and Mexico then?”
SW: Oh don’t be stupid that’s real! We’re finally gonna get a wall and close America for the illegal scum. Donald Trump is gonna save this country at last!!!
(Sarcastic) “So what really happened then to result in you sleeping naked on our yard then?”
Sam drinks another sip from his coffee before responding.
SW: We just got heavily drunk as you do celebrating Trumps win!
Sam’s wife still doesn’t believe him as he tries to recover from the hangover of last night’s heavily celebrated win. He smirks at the headlines on the news apps from his phone. Soon he kisses his wife before going to the backyard to prepare for his Career versus Mask match with King Fuego. He strips into his vested body suit as he does warms ups for weight lifting.
“Right Sam, feel the thunder!”
He goes to bend before heavily projectile vomiting. He is on his knees as he continues to vomit loud and heavily. The eyes water up along with spit dripping from his mouth once he is done. He tries to get back to his feet but slips on the vomit and drops back down to the ground. Sam turns around and looks at the Pro-Trump banner he has in the house and begins to focus positively.
“If he can make it happen. I can make it happen! I can do a Trump! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!”
Sam proceeds to stand up covered in vomit and salute the flag with Donald Trumps banner in the background.
“God Bless America!”
……
Yes you fuckers from all over the world. God bless America.
Because we are fucking great again!
Trump’s won and now I have America back on my side and kicking these Mexican fuckers back to where they came from. Because they don’t deserve to stay in my country. Illegally taking the jobs of honest working Americans and taking our precious dollars! Just like what that little prick King Fuego is doing. He thinks he can take my job and get paid while doing flippy jumps all over the place.
It’s career versus mask at Chapter six. Shame those fuckers conformed to pronouncing that in Spanish.
The King of Fire as he likes to call himself thinks he can put an end to my career in pro wrestling and become the underground hero of the illegal Mexicans. You fucking minorities would like that wouldn’t you? Me to lose and for y’all to never hear from me again? HA! Never gonna happen on my watch!
You all thought that the woman would finally be in charge and that’d be the end to all of my kind? You think America was going to be like a prostitute and be open for all to fit their dicks right in and take everything from us? FUCK NO! America has grown it’s dick again and we are ready to fuck all of you haters to death!
Which is what King Fuego is about to witness when I end his masked career and make him a sham right in front of his family! America is going to come out stronger than you stoner fucks have ever seen in your lazy miserable lives!
America is tough!
America is keen!
American is motherfucking mean again!
I will use the newly energised America to inject adrenaline in my veins and bleed red, white and blue to end the career of the Masked one. Once I am done with him, I’m coming for the rest of you fucks that cost me a shot at the World title!
The career of the American War Machine has just got an upgraded engine to run fuck into everyone!
…
AMERICA! FUCK YEAH!