"I have to have a pen for the quiz in ten minutes.“Stan murmured fiercely rummaging for a pen in his backpack against a locker. "You have to be kidding me, dude.”
Cartman took out a bag of Skittles from his locker and looked down at Stan with a frown. “No pens?”
Stan shook his head dejectedly, chin prop on his backhand as he slumps against a locker. “I’m going to fail on this quiz if I don’t have a ballpoint pen.”
“I have plenty of those in my locker.” Cartman searched for a blue ballpoint pen in the back of the packed locker and tossed it by Stan’s foot. “Next time yo
It was a Friday night and Stan and Cartman were eating Kentucky Fried Chicken with macaroni and cheese and biscuits. Stan looked over at his boyfriend and giggled at his messy face.
Cartman: (looked at his boyfriend with a confused look, holding a piece of biscuit) What’s so funny, hippie?
Stan: (shook his head in a humorous manner and returned to his chicken) Nothing, it’s just you’re a messy eater when it comes to KFC.
Cartman: (stunned and then pick up a napkin from the living room table and quickly wipe the gravy off his face, embarrassed. He glared at his boyfriend with a blush) You should have told me I have somethi
Ten year old Kenny McCormick knocks on the front door, wiping the sweat on his forehead with his back hand. It was a hot day on September 11th and Kenny wanted to see his best friend.
Kenny step backwards as the front door opens, revealing a shy Butters.
Kenny: I know it’s your birthday and nobody didn’t give you anything, so (Kenny retrieves out used Hello Kitty key chain from his front packet) I know how much you love Hello Kitty, so I thought you might like a key chain of the famous kitty.
Butters: (smiles at his best friend, taking the key chain from the poor blond’s hands) Oh, that’s very nice of you, Ken. I re
“Eric do you want to go to KFC tonight?”
“Hell yeah, dude! Do you have money?”
Stan smiled as he reached down his jeans pocket and pulled out his wallet, retrieving out a twenty dollar bill. Cartman grinned and said, “You know how to treat a man.”
“After hours of snapping pictures of flowers and plants, you deserve a break.” Stan told him, putting his wallet back in his pocket. “Are you waiting to go?”
Cartman nodded as he walks toward the black-haired teen, licking his upper fat lip. He couldn’t wait to pig out on KFC.
Ring, ring
"Hello?"
"Hey, babe."
"Eric do you know what time is it? It's almost 4 in the morning. We have school in a couple of hours." Stan said angrily, pitching the bridge of his nose.
"But I can't sleep, babe. I'm alone and scared." Cartman whispered huskily, clutching on his stuffed teddy bear Stan had won for him at a festival. "My mom had left me home alone with some black guy and I can't sleep."
"Are you still scared being left alone, dude? I thought you had gone through this with your therapist last year when you told me you were seeking help at the center." Stan reminded him, sitting up in his bed, wide awake.
"It didn't work
"I have to have a pen for the quiz in ten minutes.“Stan murmured fiercely rummaging for a pen in his backpack against a locker. "You have to be kidding me, dude.”
Cartman took out a bag of Skittles from his locker and looked down at Stan with a frown. “No pens?”
Stan shook his head dejectedly, chin prop on his backhand as he slumps against a locker. “I’m going to fail on this quiz if I don’t have a ballpoint pen.”
“I have plenty of those in my locker.” Cartman searched for a blue ballpoint pen in the back of the packed locker and tossed it by Stan’s foot. “Next time yo
It was a Friday night and Stan and Cartman were eating Kentucky Fried Chicken with macaroni and cheese and biscuits. Stan looked over at his boyfriend and giggled at his messy face.
Cartman: (looked at his boyfriend with a confused look, holding a piece of biscuit) What’s so funny, hippie?
Stan: (shook his head in a humorous manner and returned to his chicken) Nothing, it’s just you’re a messy eater when it comes to KFC.
Cartman: (stunned and then pick up a napkin from the living room table and quickly wipe the gravy off his face, embarrassed. He glared at his boyfriend with a blush) You should have told me I have somethi
Ten year old Kenny McCormick knocks on the front door, wiping the sweat on his forehead with his back hand. It was a hot day on September 11th and Kenny wanted to see his best friend.
Kenny step backwards as the front door opens, revealing a shy Butters.
Kenny: I know it’s your birthday and nobody didn’t give you anything, so (Kenny retrieves out used Hello Kitty key chain from his front packet) I know how much you love Hello Kitty, so I thought you might like a key chain of the famous kitty.
Butters: (smiles at his best friend, taking the key chain from the poor blond’s hands) Oh, that’s very nice of you, Ken. I re
“Eric do you want to go to KFC tonight?”
“Hell yeah, dude! Do you have money?”
Stan smiled as he reached down his jeans pocket and pulled out his wallet, retrieving out a twenty dollar bill. Cartman grinned and said, “You know how to treat a man.”
“After hours of snapping pictures of flowers and plants, you deserve a break.” Stan told him, putting his wallet back in his pocket. “Are you waiting to go?”
Cartman nodded as he walks toward the black-haired teen, licking his upper fat lip. He couldn’t wait to pig out on KFC.
Ring, ring
"Hello?"
"Hey, babe."
"Eric do you know what time is it? It's almost 4 in the morning. We have school in a couple of hours." Stan said angrily, pitching the bridge of his nose.
"But I can't sleep, babe. I'm alone and scared." Cartman whispered huskily, clutching on his stuffed teddy bear Stan had won for him at a festival. "My mom had left me home alone with some black guy and I can't sleep."
"Are you still scared being left alone, dude? I thought you had gone through this with your therapist last year when you told me you were seeking help at the center." Stan reminded him, sitting up in his bed, wide awake.
"It didn't work
Stanman-In Love With A Childhood Friend by EverLastingLuv, literature
Literature
Stanman-In Love With A Childhood Friend
I lied down on my bed staring up at my ceiling. Just recently, I figured out I was in love. In love with someone I never thought I would ever fall for.
Eric Cartman.
I couldn't believe I had fallen for him. There's no way... I thought ...that I am in love with Cartman. What would he think? I put my hands on my face, rubbing my eyes in frustration. I know that I need to tell him, but I don't think I can tell him to his face.
Then I came up with an idea. I'll write him a note and put it in his locker tomorrow morning!
Really quickly I sprung off of my bed and grabbed a piece of paper and pencil. This is it. He's gonna know how I feel.
What I want from my Secret Santa:
Stan sitting on Santa Cartman
Stan and Cartman exchanging each other gifts.
Stan and Cartman kissing under the mistletoe.
Hard to believe it's been eighteen years since South Park first debut on Comedy Central. It has always been my favorite adult show, even as a teenager, I always turned to South Park for laughs and entertainment. It is truly the greatest show of all time.
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