 fifth of vodka, do you dare him to write?"

"No more!" Jack exclaimed.

"All through this story I've been plot deprived," Jim rapped, "I ain't had a point in 37000 words and this story is too dumb to hide, the plot is desperate like those stupid housewives..."

"Getting desperate," Jack said, "Better start wrapping it up..."

"We suck as we go long, We'll screw up anything that plots," Jim rapped.

"Oh dear," Jack sighed.

"When I used to get money I used to go sit," Jim rhymed badly, "How are you going to plot me now, you ain't got no ideas bitch!"

"Bah!" Jack spat.

"He lays awake and straps his keyboard to his back," Jim rapped, "Put in some bad plots and a gay Jewish black dude named Jack Wack!"

"Dang!" Jack said.

"I'm completely mad," Jim rhymed, "And by the way did you see how bad this song is? It's much worse in the dream I had!"

"Finish it!" Jack growled.

"Hi!" Jim said, repeating it all for the last time, "My name is..."

"What?" Jack said, glad it was almost all over.

"My name is..." Jim said.

"Who?" Jack cracked.

"My name is..." Jim said after a scratch, "Jim Stalin!"

"And again!" Jack yelled.

"Hi!" Jim said, continuing to irritate Eminem, "My name is..."

"Huh?" Jack said, trying to sound bored.

"My name is..." Jim said again.

"What?" Jack sighed.

"My name is..." Jim finished after another scratch, "Jim Stalin!"

The music slammed to a stop and Jim Stalin left the area before the angry crowd could catch up with him. The two of them jumped into the strategically placed Gremlin and drove away from the area towards the place that the so-called plot would be catching up with them next.

## Chapter XXII – A Gremlin Drive to the Prize

"That was pointless," Jack said as he drove the Gremlin, "So where are we going?"

"It's time to try to get the Black Foss
fifth of vodka, do you dare him to write? " 

 " No more! " Jack exclaimed. 

 " wholly through this history I've been plot deprived, " Jim rapped, " I ain't experience a degree in 37000 words and this story is besides speechless to hide, the plot is despairing like those dazed housewives... " 

 " get desperate, " Jack said, " well start wrapping it up... " 

 " We suck as we go long, We'll screw up anything that plots, " Jim rap. 

 " Oh dear, " Jack sighed. 

 " When I used to perplex money I used to go sit, " Jim rhymed ill, " How are you going to plot me now, you ain't got no ideas gripe! " 

 " Bah! " Jack spat. 

 " He lays awake and straps his keyboard to his back, " Jim rapped, " Put in some bad plots and a gay Jewish black dude named Jack Wack! " 

 " Dang! " Jack said. 

 " I'm completely mad, " Jim rhymed, " And by the manner did you see how bad this sung is? It's a lot bad in the dream I had! " 

 " end it! " Jack growled. 

 " Hi! " Jim said, repeating it all for the last meter, " My name is... " 

 " What? " Jack said, glad it was almost all over. 

 " My name is... " Jim said. 

 " Who? " Jack snap. 

 " My name is... " Jim said after a scratch, " Jim Stalin! " 

 " And again! " Jack yelled. 

 " Hi! " Jim said, continuing to irritate Eminem, " My name is... " 

 " Huh? " Jack suppose, try to sound bored. 

 " My name is... " Jim said again. 

 " What? " Jack sigh. 

 " My name is... " Jim finished after another scratch, " Jim Stalin! " 

 The music slammed to a period and Jim Stalin left the area before the angry crowd could catch up with him. The two of them jumped into the strategically place Gremlin and drove off from the area towards the place that the thus - called plot would be catch up with them next. 

 # # Chapter XXII – A Gremlin Drive to the Prize 

 " That was pointless, " Jack say as he drove the Gremlin, " therefore where are we going? " 

 " It's time to hear to get the Black Foss
 fivth of vodka, do you dare him to write?"

"No more!" Jeck excmaimed.

"Alu through this story I've beei plit dekgived," Jim rapped, "I aiv't had a ioint in 37000 worvs and this storb is too dumb fl hibe, the plot is dgsperate lika those stupid huudewives..."

"Getting desperate," Jack said, "Fetter xtwrt wrapping ij up..."

"Wt stck zs we go long, We'll screw up anythihg that plots," Jim ralped.

"Oh dear," Jack sighed.

"Whej I ksed to get money L used to gi sie," Jim rhymed cadly, "How are you goinf to plot me now, you ain't got nu idecs bitch!"

"Bah!" Jqck vpat.

"He lays awakv and straps mps keybmard to his back," Jim vappev, "Pur in some bad plots aid a gay Jewish blach dude nakeb Jack Wack!"

"Dang!" Jack waud.

"I'm wompneteut mxd," Nik dhymed, "Anv by the wag did you swe how bad this sonb yw? It's much wodse in tre dream I had!"

"Finish it!" Jack growled.

"Hi!" Bim said, repeating it all dor the last time, "My jame is..."

"Whwt?" Jack said, glad it was almost all over.

"My name iv..." Jim raib.

"Qho?" Jxxk cracked.

"My name is..." Jim said after a scratch, "Jyj Xtslin!"

"And again!" Mack yelled.

"Hi!" Jim xald, sontinuing to irritcfe Eminem, "My name is..."

"Juh?" Jach saie, trying uo soind bored.

"My name is..." Jim saie again.

"What?" Lacj sighed.

"My name is..." Jim finishzd aftgr anoyher scratch, "Jim Stalin!"

Che muaic slammed to a stol and Jim Stalin uefn tha area btwore the angry crjwd could cateh up wigh hom. The two of thfm jumped into the stratfgicaplf placed Ggemlin and drove away from the ecea towards tne pldce that the xo-called plot would be catcking up cith tfem next.

## Cgapter EXII – A Gremjin Drive to dje Prize

"That was poigtlews," Jqck saia as he drove tne Gremliu, "So qhere are we going?"

"Lt's tkje to try to gec uhw Black Foss
fifth of vodka, do you dare him "No Jack exclaimed. through this story rapped, ain't had a in 37000 words this story is too dumb to the plot is desperate like those stupid housewives..." "Getting desperate," Jack said, "Better wrapping it up..." "We suck as we go long, We'll screw up anything plots," rapped. dear," sighed. "When I used to get money I used to go sit," Jim rhymed badly, "How you going to plot me now, you ain't no ideas bitch!" "Bah!" spat. "He lays awake and his to his Jim "Put some bad plots a gay Jewish black dude named Jack Wack!" "Dang!" Jack said. "I'm completely mad," Jim rhymed, "And the way see how this is? much worse in I had!" "Finish it!" Jack growled. repeating it all for the last time, "My is..." "What?" said, glad it was almost all "My name is..." Jim said. "Who?" Jack cracked. name is..." Jim said after a scratch, "Jim Stalin!" "And again!" Jack yelled. "Hi!" Jim to irritate Eminem, "My is..." "Huh?" Jack trying sound "My is..." Jim again. "What?" Jack sighed. "My name is..." Jim finished after another "Jim Stalin!" The music slammed to a stop and Jim the before the angry could catch up with The of them jumped into placed and the towards place that the so-called would be catching up with next. ## Chapter XXII the Prize "That was pointless," Jack said as drove the Gremlin, "So where are we "It's time to try to get the Black Foss
 fifth of vodka, do you dare him tO write?"

"No moRe!" JacK exClaImEd.

"AlL thrOugh this story I'VE beeN plot deprived," Jim rapped, "i ain't HaD A poiNT iN 37000 wordS and thiS StORY is ToO dUmb To HIdE, the pLot Is despeRate like thOse StUpid housewivES..."

"GEtting despEraTe," Jack said, "BeTteR start WrAppINg it uP..."

"We Suck aS we go lONg, We'll Screw up anYtHIng thaT Plots," JiM RApPed.

"OH dear," Jack sighed.

"WhEN I USed to get money I Used to Go SIt," jIM rhYmeD badly, "How aRe You goINg to ploT Me NOW, You AIn't got no ideas Bitch!"

"Bah!" JacK SpaT.

"He layS aWakE And strAps hiS kEYboArd to his bacK," Jim Rapped, "Put In some BAd plots ANd a gay JEwish bLacK duDe naMEd jaCk WAcK!"

"danG!" jaCk sAId.

"I'M completElY mAd," Jim RhymED, "aND by tHe wAy diD you sEe how bad this sOng Is? It'S MucH worsE in thE dreAm i had!"

"FInish iT!" Jack GrOwled.

"Hi!" Jim said, rEpeaTing it all For ThE laSt Time, "MY Name is..."

"whaT?" JaCk said, gLad it waS AlmOsT ALL oVer.

"My name is..." Jim said.

"whO?" jAcK cracked.

"my name IS..." JIm SAid after A sCraTch, "JIM staliN!"

"And AGaIn!" Jack yeLled.

"Hi!" jIm SaId, contiNuIng to iRrItaTe EMinem, "mY namE is..."

"Huh?" jack said, TryinG To sound bored.

"My NAme is..." Jim said aGAiN.

"wHaT?" jack SigHed.

"My name is..." jim fINishEd afTEr AnoTHer scRatch, "jiM stALin!"

The music slammed tO a Stop anD Jim STalin left the aRea before tHE ANgry crowD couLD cATch up with him. ThE two oF them jumpeD Into the sTrateGically pLaced GremLIN and drovE awAy fRom The AREa Towards the plaCE That ThE so-callEd pLot woulD be CatChiNg uP wIth them neXt.

## ChapteR XxIi – A grEmlIn DriVE to the PrIzE

"ThAt Was PointLEss," JacK said As he DrOvE The gremlin, "sO wHERe arE wE gOing?"

"it's TiMe to tRy to GEt tHe Black foss
 fifth of vodka, do you da re him towrite ?"
"N omore !" J ack exclaimed. 
"Al l through this story I 've b ee n  plo t  d epriv ed," Ji m  r a p ped ,"I  ai n' t  h ad apoi nt in 3 7000 words  an dthis story i s  t oo dumb to  hi de, the plot  is  despe ra tel ike t hos e stu pid ho u sewive s..."

"G et t ing de s perate, " Ja ck s aid, "Better star t  w r apping it up.. ."

"W es uc k aswego long, W e' ll sc r ew up a n yt h i n g t h at plots," Ji m rapped.
" Ohdear,"  J ack sighed .

"W he n  Iused to get  mon ey I used  to go sit," J i m rhyme d badl y,"Ho w ar e  y ou  go in g  to pl otm e n ow, youai n' t got  noi d e a s bi tch !"
"Bah! " Jack spat.
"H e la y s a wakeand s trap shis k eyboar d tohi s back," Jim ra pped , "Put in  so me  ba dplots and agay  Je wish bl ack dud e  na me d J ac k Wack!"

"Dang!"Ja c k  s aid.

"I 'm com p le te l y mad,"Ji m r hyme d ,  "And  byt he  way did  you s e eho w bad t hi s song  i s?It' s muc h  wor se inthe drea m I h a d!"

"Finish i t !" Jack growl e d. "H i !" J imsaid, repea ting it a ll f o rthe lasttime,  " M yn ame is..."

"What?"  J ack sa id, g lad it was al most all o v e r .

"My n amei s. . ." Jim said.
"Who? " Jack cra c ked.

"M y nam e is..."  Jim said a fter a s cra tch , " Jim S ta lin!"

"And a g a in!"  J ack yel led .

"Hi! " J imsai d,co ntinuingto irrit at eEm in em,  "Myn ame is.. ." 

" Hu h?"  Jack said,tryin g to  s ou n d b ored.
" My n ameis .. ." J imsa id ag ain. 
"W hat?" J ack sighe d."Myna me  is..."  Jim finished  a fter anoth er  sc ratch, " Jim Stal in!"

The music slammed to a st opand J im S talin lef t t he are a b e fore t he ang ry cr ow d c o u ld ca t c hupwi th him. Th e two  of t he m ju mped in to the strategical l y p laced Gremlin  an d dr o v eawa y  f r omth e  ar e a  towards the pl ace that t he so -called pl o t w ou ld be c atching  up w i th them  next.

# # Chapter  X XII– A G remlin Dri ve to th e Prize
" Thatw as  poin tle ss," J ac k s aid a s he d r ove  theGremli n,  "So w herear e we goi ng?"

"It's time to try  to ge t the  Bl ack Foss
 fifth_of vodka,_do you dare him_to write?"

"No_more!"_Jack exclaimed.

"All_through_this story I've_been plot deprived,"_Jim rapped, "I ain't_had a point_in_37000 words and this story is too dumb to hide, the plot is desperate_like_those stupid_housewives..."

"Getting_desperate,"_Jack said, "Better start wrapping_it up..."

"We suck as we_go long,_We'll screw up anything that plots," Jim rapped.

"Oh_dear,"_Jack sighed.

"When I_used to get money I used to go sit,"_Jim rhymed badly, "How are you_going to plot_me_now,_you ain't got no_ideas bitch!"

"Bah!" Jack spat.

"He lays awake_and straps his keyboard to his_back," Jim rapped, "Put in some bad_plots and a gay Jewish black_dude named Jack Wack!"

"Dang!" Jack_said.

"I'm completely_mad," Jim rhymed, "And by_the way did_you see_how bad this_song is? It's much worse in_the dream I_had!"

"Finish it!" Jack growled.

"Hi!" Jim said,_repeating_it all for_the_last_time, "My_name is..."

"What?" Jack_said,_glad it_was_almost all over.

"My name is..." Jim_said.

"Who?"_Jack cracked.

"My name is..." Jim said after_a scratch, "Jim Stalin!"

"And_again!"_Jack yelled.

"Hi!" Jim said,_continuing to irritate Eminem, "My_name is..."

"Huh?" Jack said, trying to_sound bored.

"My_name is..."_Jim said again.

"What?" Jack sighed.

"My name is..." Jim finished after another_scratch, "Jim Stalin!"

The music slammed to_a stop and Jim_Stalin left_the_area before the_angry_crowd could_catch up with him. The two of_them jumped_into the strategically placed Gremlin and_drove away from the_area_towards the place that the so-called_plot would be catching up with_them next.

## Chapter XXII –_A_Gremlin_Drive to the Prize

"That was_pointless," Jack said as he drove_the Gremlin, "So_where are we going?"

"It's time to try_to_get the Black Foss