Lil’ Gary had just finished his ice cream when he saw the president of the United States walk out of a titty bar with his frat boys. They laughed and made drunken mumbles. Our hero, Lil’ Gary, was going to be an object of their ridicule! Poor Gary!

They thought he was an elf. One of W’s friends took a cookie that had been in his pocket for weeks and put it in Lil’ Gary’s face and tried to get him to eat it! But Lil’ Gary wasn’t going to stand for this! He said “Whatchoo talkin’ ‘bout, you drunken fuckface (he had to come up with something quickly)?” And then he took his arm and smashed it, making his limb go FLYING! Lil’ Gary was getting his Midget on!

The drunken frat boys all ran at Gary, but Gary screamed “Zing Ha Jin Gaw Shine Daito Yu-Ken (I have no idea what the fuck I’m saying but it’s going to mess you up)!” They all scared themselves shitless and died.

Then, our “President” stepped in. He was wearing a trench coat and sunglasses. Gary and W stared at each other for a while. The tension was high. W cracked his knuckle. Gary glared, and licked his face as if anticipating blood. This would be a day that would be remembered…forever.

“The fuck you doin’?” And by this time the president lay in a pool of blood.

Gary took his money and bought himself some ice cream. Way to go Lil’ Gary!