Whilst I was watching powerpuff girls this afternoon, my door bell rang. Of all the times, it just had to be the moment when the PPG was about to defeat Mojo Jojo. Beeetch.
I had to check who was at the door as I was home alone. As I opened the door, a man in a green shirt stood straight in front of me, smiling like Chris never could, with a 2-dimensional blue dog next to him.
“ZOMG are you Steve and Blue from Blues Clues??” I said, rather excited.
“yeah! You must be the ever-so-goodlooking Najib. I’ve heard great things about you.”
“maaannaaadaaa *blush tapi inda nampak* so, apa hajat kamu kemari ani?” I replied.
“cemani, I was asking Blue who should be the next president of USA. Skali he replied, but I have no idea who he meant. So I need your help to figure out who Blue meant.”
I had no problem with his request. I was jobless anyway.
I was then sort of teleported into this world, where everything was colourful and 2D. Steve showed me where the thinking chair was and handed me the.. HANDY DANDY, NOTEBOOK! Skali,
“Mail time mail time maaaiiilll timeeee! Here’s the mail it never fails, it makes me wanna wag my tail, when it comes I wanna wail, maaaaiiiillll timeeee! ”
I got a mail, and it was from D.Trump. Part of it says “congratulations to UIC for the super increase in income. Martbak jangan lupa belanja ah. Hee hee.”
Then we got down to business, trying to find three clues. We came across a goat, and on its horns, there was a paw-print. It was the first clue. So I drew it on my handy dandy notebook. With two clues to go, we continued our journey.
Skali we met mr.Pail and the Bucket doing archery. And at the target, the bull’s eye, another paw-print was seen. So I drew a red dot in my handy dandy notebook. One more to go.
I needed a toilet break after walking 300meters after the 2nd clue. So I went to this public toilet. Above the toilet seat, was a poster of Najmi with two thumbs up smiling like a paedo. God knows what it was doing there. But thanks to that,emptying my bladder never felt so good. Thank you Naj, you make peeing a new way to find pleasure.
On the floor, I saw a ball of hair. With a paw-print. That was the last clue! So aku draw hairs on my notebook. I mean, handy dandy notebook.
I then rushed to the thinking chair, sang a bit and then think. Think. Thiiiiiinkkkk *piano plays*
“horns. Red dot. And lots of hair. Hmmm. Who could it be?”
I was thinking hard. I thought harder. I sweat a bit. I wiped my sweat and thought some more. After 192seconds of thinking, one distinctive person came to mind. He’s horny, he’s hairy and people of his race usually have a dot in between their eyebrows.
He is, the one and only.. *drum rolls* Naveen the Horny Indian!
The world would be a better place with Naveen as a president. But politics would be a lot dirtier. Get it? Dirty? Horny? Hah I crack myself up. Vote for Naveen, lets make history, the world’s hairiest-president-to-be. You have my vote Nav. Mwah.
Im out,
NajibvotesForNaveen
Ps: we need a jersey guys. Baiktah start mencari.
