“Say boys” Assman said with a grin. “I’m sure this talking’s fun, but I’m sure what you really want is a picture with your favorite superhero.
The fans eyes light up. Of course they wanted a picture. Fumbling with one of their cameras, the other two got stood to the left and right of ass man. The third, preparing to take the photo.
“No no.. Who wants a picture with Assmans face. I know what you really want.” He turned around so that each fan was now on in front of one of his massive cheeks. “Butt Boy, you take the picture. You, the guy with the camera.. why don’t you.. take a spot right in the center… the best spot of all.” He chuckled.
The third man took the place between the massive cheeks. Butt Boy raised the camera.
Assman chuckled again. “Alright.. everyone say…..” Bbbbrrrrrrrrraaaaappppppppppppp. Assman let out a terrifyingly long and loud stink bomb. The stench would be unbearable. They fans must have loved it. But in all likely hood, they would pass out.
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