Once upon a time, there was a little Kanye

Once upon a time, there was a little Kanye West. This world was too small for him. In his world, he is king. Long live the king? What was I talking about again? Oh, right. He had a

microphone in his hand. How did he end up with a microphone, again? No matter, he was just cool like that. The crowd looked on expectantly, waiting for him to

start. "and I did it. MYYY WAAAY!! Hey everybody thanks and welcome to the first ever solo performance of 'Breaking Bad: the Musical' Hello, MR. BLUESKY! Everybody smiles at you."

"Mr. Blue we're so pleased to be with you, look around see what you do.." 'Breaking Bad:The Musical' was going off without a hitch until the meth head in the front row stood up and

pissed on the floor, lit up a smoke and marched out an emergency exit, leaving bells ringing throughout the theater. He walked up the road towards, bouncing off cars and breaking

his hand as he accidentally rams it through a windshield. "Oh god, OH GOD! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING? WHY DID VELMA HAVE TO EAT ALL THE PUDDING LIKE THAT??!"

A passerby (James, we'll call him) witnessed the whole thing & rushed over to help the man who was now crying & screaming something else about Velma & pudding. No good deed goes un

sugar pudd'n three times." James heard his voice, but it was different somehow, "I'm here with you," Velma said. Everything was so bright, the white light was pulling at their

eyeballs, so much it would have been perfect 4a Visine TV add. Velma said, James, u know my heart belongs 2Shaggy. Then Velma & Shaggy hopped in the MysteryMachine & headed north.