The loud house fanfiction Chapter 2: The Joilet.
I shoveled snow for what seemed like millennia doing labor for free until this fat whore of a w*man yelled out instructing us to head inside to the cafeteria. A whore so fat that if you pricked her finger lard would come gushing out. With a stomach so empty and devoid like my soul I headed inside with somewhat hope that the food would relieve the pain. Standing in line I was cut by a 6'2 bald 8th grader with a Nazi swastika tattooed to his arm. At first, I had tried to ask him that I was originally In front of him, but no words came out my mouth only a shortly lived sound I made before he turned around to look and see if there were any problems. I raised up my hands surrendering since I didn't want to get squashed. A six grader like me knows to stay in his place.
By the time it was my turn to chow down on the goyslop I was served a rather questionable "meal" by the lunch lady. A grayish paste meant to be mashed potatoes with pea's drenched in what seems to look like motor oil.I sat down at the table with my nonverbal 4'11 trucel roommate, looking at the "food" In front of me with a grimace. My stomach was signaling to me that I had to eat so I did. And with the first bite I could feel my vomit center activating yet I still swallowed. And onto the next bite my stomach roared in pain. im thinking to myself was revenge really worth it. Experiencing this horrific aftermath? I had begun to reconsider my actions; a wave of sadness and emptiness came in with the realization that I'm nothing more than a string puppet being controlled by the filthy dangling fingers of my sisters. so if I show even a slight of rebellion. Well, this is the result. I should have killed them...It seems choking Lynn and shoving Edwin up lucy's vagina nor attacking Lori was enough. My mind is being clouded with racing thoughts, repetitive thought patterns that are overwhelming me. A violent storm I've become, and I can't seem to gain control of myself. Growing louder and louder until a familiar voice echoed throughout the cafeteria. Hey Lincoln! Guess who your new roommate is! - said Clyde. Clyde? Clyde McBride? Is it really you?
Page 10 Clyde...? Clyde McBride? Is that really you? How the fuck did you get here? Clyde: Well.... It's a long story. Clyde: When I had received news my sweetheart Lori had finally broken up with that good for nothing beaner low life pizza flipping Bobby Santiago I decided to make my move! Clyde: I picked up the key from under your guy's door mat...I headed inside and went upstairs to Lori's room as she was the only one inside due to the rest of them leaving for Lynn's baseball game...And then you what Clyde? What did you do to get you sent here ?Clyde: Uhm....About that. Spill the beans! Clyde: I went into Lori's drawer and inhaled the sweet scent of her vaginal juice....Clyde: Well, doing so got me rock hard, So I wore her panties like a mask whilst jerking off. Clyde: Until Lori opened the door to her room and saw all that ha-ha...Clyde: After Lori yelled out "what the fuck?!" In horror. I tried to escape by jumping out the window...So that's how I got here Lincoln. Interesting story Clyde...eh hell if I care. Lori is partially responsible for the reason I'm even here in the first place so fuck her. Clyde: Now what are we doing today? Is this our other roommate? What does it look like Clyde? We're eating. But yeah, this is our other roommate, but it seems he's mentally challenged, or something so don't mind him.
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