Officers Colored.

Chris's top speed

In which pants come off

A continuation of the Chris/Tung story.

Chris: "My Mexican blood... yearns for the taste of beans and greasy ground beef..."

Tung: "HEEHAH HEEHAH HEEHAH!"

Chris: "Tung you evil genius!!"

Tung: So... what're you gonna do about it.

Chris: "This."

Chris: "By the power of Mexico!.."

Chris: "I... HAVE... THE POWWEEERRRR!!!"

-thunder sounds-

-thunder sounds-

-thunder sounds-

Tung: "Hm?"

Chris: "EERGHH... ERRGGHH..."

Tung: "Uh... Chris you look the same."

Chris: "On the contrary, Tung."

-FWOOSH-

Tung: "Your... your legs!"

Tung: "THEY'RE SUPER BUFF!!"

Chris: "Yeap."

Tung: "Hold on, so... what about the rest of your body?"

Chris: "Well I'm only *half* Mexican."

The end.

Chris Pt. II

..."One taco please"

 

"NO MORE TACOS!"

 

 ( screams in pain)

*faints*

"...."

"muhaha..."

"...HAHAHHA..dealies..."

!!!

" NO....MORE....tacos."




FIN.

If it weren't for you meddling kids..