• Lighting McQueen they called him the fastest car in all of Trumps America he was fast but I knew a secret under his hood no one else knew... He was actually Lighting McQueer and boy was his oil thick and slimy, I remember it real well senior year at Highschool more like highs(lame) we had a pep rally and he came dressed up in a foam red suit with big white shiny teeth I was gonna make them messy the rally hadn't started yet and he was on his wat to the bathroom I been eye balling him hard so hard my eyes became glued top him and got dry and stones. I followed him to the restrooms watched his big brick of a body wobble god damn that foam suit fit him so well KACHOW KACHOW was all I thought, he went into the boys I'm a girl I looked around and saw most of the zombies were distracted with brains so I walk into that restroom. Linoleum floors cold and icy I take off my shoes and pants strip down naked I can feel the cold air all around me I feel like Elsa i start humming let it go, this is it class of 2016 I'm leave hell but first that motor oils gonna flow all over me. lighting turns around I close the door and put a trashcan in front of it were locked my schools bathrooms have trashcans that weight a ton I know the doors secured I also poop out a fat lil door stopper and place it in front of the big gray door ominous, the door looks like its breathing I feel like I gotta work fast I start singing loud "LET IT GOOOOO LET IT GOOOO."

    Lighting turns around his big thick red foam a** sways around like a dancer "WHAT THE ********?"
    I slide towards him and caress his big fat cheek so strong and stern his body may be of steel but that heart ain't made of stone. I grab a strap on with a nice long metal sharp c**k frilled and all and push him up against wall he's yelling for help
    "Don't let them in, don't let them see."
    as I put my hand over his mouth and push him into a stall
    "LISTEN KID I-I DONT WANNA HURT U BUT IF U DONT STOP PLAYING G-GAMES I'M GONA HAVE T-T-TO DO -SS-OMTHING"
    "Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back anymore."
    I can see the fear though his suit now those big brown hazel eyes screaming for help as I see only flame and I am Ice
    "I CAN HELP YOU LIGHTING I KNOW YOUR SECRET SHOW ME YOUR MOTOR OIL I WANNA GO DEEP INT UR IGNITION PIPE YOU NEED NEW CYLINDERS??"
    he puts his hands on his face and starts crying into his hands screaming "PLEAS GOD NO PLEAS I DIDNT SIGN UP FOR THIS NO NOOOO"
    I bend him over and tear through that foam suit grabbing is pillow a** I spread him up foam flys all over I hear security kicking the door
    "Turn away and slam the door I don't care what they're going to say."
    his small little tears hit the cold floor and break like glass he's muttering words his a** is open and he starts farting the smell fills my nose I smell his hot oil he really is a car.