Waka Flocka Flame was walking through the

Waka Flocka Flame was walking through the hood when he decided that he wanted to become the president.

And then a magic fairy appeared, waved her magic wand, and BOOM! Waka Flocka Flame became the president. Just like that! "Woo, go me!" he said. Then, a moment later, "Now what?"

gave him the finger. "Nuh, uh," the fairy shook his head fervently. "Not until you say sorry." The fairy then abruptly vanished in a mini billow of dust, leaving Waka alone once mo

re. Waka whistled and whispered, "What in the world?" It was Wednesday night, and without his worldly fairy friend, Waka wondered where to go. Waka wished

a woman who was wealthy would want to wed him, but why would any woman want to wed Waka? He was without worth and had a weird way of walking, sort of wobbly. Well, when Waka went

outside, people would stare and whisper and giggle. Poor Waka. Even 'true love' wouldn't save his mess of a face. I decided I would go

and give him free plastic surgery. I wasn't a surgeon but the price was right. I gave him a square jaw and almond eyes and a sunshine smile. I used MS paint so it was colorful too.

I made him beautiful, but I couldn't do a thing for his personality. Every star-eyed nymphette that appeared at his door became a dejected and disillusioned woman leaving him.

"Well, Buddha teaches that expectation leads to disappointment," FrankBoy said, perfecting his coif. He did look sporty with the neon orange and green against his blue-gray skin.