Dedicated to Pudding .co

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“Honey i’m home!” Hillary says as she walks through the door “I made pasta linguini!” Donald replies “who helped?” “Shrek!!!” He replies. “I added too much thyme I think” Donald says sadly. “It's ok Donald, at least it’s better than your campaign” “true” Donald says politely. Donald then asks “can I go to the dairy with my m8’s” Sure Hillary replies.”Bye Brian” Then Donald leaves with Snoop Dogg, John and Shrek they walk down the street to find a pink figure flash around the corner “I wonder what that was” John said. “Let’s go check it out” Snoop Dogg says as the go around the corner.

They go around the corner to find a trail of cleaning products of all kinds, all of which are mexican homebrand. They see the pink figure go down an alleyway while peeking around the corner, “No no no, no steal stuff” they hear the figure say. They see the figure jump over a fence, they continue to the dairy, “want some chips m8” the shopkeeper asks. “Yeah na, we need some milk” Donald replies in an australian accent. So they buy some milk, the shopkeeper says “thank you come again” in a Indian accent. While they are walking home they hear a quiet whisper saying “Pudding” getting louder and louder down the street, they walk a bit faster, then they start to run in fear. They bolt through the front door locking it behind them. “What’s wrong” Hillary asked.

“The pink death caught us!” John Cena said cowardly. “That was no pink death” Donald says dramatically. “That was, The Cleaning Lady” “who?” everyone asks. “No time, lock the doors and board the windows quick” by the time of 20mins everything was boarded or locked. “She might use her bleach to melt the windows!” Donald proclaimed “there is still an air”... CRASH!!! “No, no, no foil plan…” she says while holding a machete. “You know to much no, no” her clothes are ripped at the shoulder’s from the fall. “Not today!” John Cena proclaims as he charges at her with a broken lamp. She lifts her arm slightly, “I am so sorry, i don’t want to die!!!” he cowardly proclaimed. Cleaning lady swipes, ripping Johns T-shirt as he staggers backwards “no, no, Now I have to clean shirt, no”

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