Smokey Lee & the cynical health nut hypocrite.

Marcus, & Marge are in a private jet, both cynical, & snarling at one another. The pilot Marcus asked, "Why are you still smoking? Smoking eh?again? Still!?!" She snapped back at him verbally, "Why the 21 questions? Shut the fuck up!!! Douche wad pansy!"

Well why don't the couple who are fussing in the cockpit just fuel up right quick, and set the private jet on auto pilot, of course after setting up the pattern for the coordinates, and proper programming first, & take a phat cat nap after eating a break, & pulling on a phat juicy blunt full of their anti grouch cat nip, Meow? That couple Smokey Lee & Marcus are sleepless, and grouchy grumps, I mean damn all they do is lose sleep, and go back & forth.

Is that really the way others want to do their thing in a private jet? I mean, come on now. If I could enjoy myself, and indulge in a private jet heading somewhere super dope out of town on vacation I will not get caught dead arguing or fussing with a soul. Time is too precious, time is money, and Life is way, way, way too doggone short to be in hell on earth at any decibel. I am on another level, oh baby yeah.

I am going into my bag but I won't quit until I fulfill my sweet cup of wealth, & prosperity. I need it, I deserve it. I cannot wait to get me some peaceful sandalwood candles extra large, and online at eBay or wherever the sweet deals, and fragrances, and sizes are just so I can get my type of candles for aroma therapy, and or an emergency. For instance an electricity outage! Gotta have candles so no one has a bad fall during an electrical outage. I hate it when the lights are out especially in the winter time when pipes can freeze, and cause disaster to the house til the pipes are replaced or repaired. I love this old house that I currently reside in, but it needs work done on the outside, and on the inside. When I get financially comfy I will get work done on this house by pro's slowly but surely, until the carpet is replaced, some of the drywall replaced, new fresh paint job, black carpet, orange walls with black stripes, like as if we are trying to rep the Bengals! We love the Bengal's though, orange, & black all the way. Team spirit!

The plane that the couple are riding the sky in, nearly crashes, and then they still want to fuss, and argue, while they are in danger they still argue, and disagree the whole time. Then all the while he pulls the nose of the plane up, they are steady, and on course. They finally hit their destination, Vancouver where they go to the local Louis Vuitton store, and spray their musty ass clothes with Louis ling Vuitton couture spray "for her", then he uses the one "for him". They smell fresh as hell, the both of them at that, then they get right back at it, the couple hits the four season's, while they shower, fuck, sleep, dream, get rem sleep, wake up, talk shit, eat breakfast, drink their morning hot cup of Joe, they continue to fuss, disagree, and argue. The neighbors start pounding on the walls screaming, "Shut the Fuck Up bitch!" The neighbors can be heard by the couple questioning each other like, "When do the idiots ever shut the fuck up arguing?" The plane that they were riding in was unfortunately stolen by gang members, and they were stuck in Vancouver with the spray of couture, arguing, and getting screamed at to shut up while getting shoes thrown at them.

Note from the author:

Laugh out loud, please get fucked up, {or nah,} while enjoying this dumb stupid story, and laugh your phat assets off! Laughing my phat ass off. Good day to be glorious ya'll. Be blessed be safe.