Brock:I have arrived now I must eliminate the NIGGERS, like what my ancestors did in AFRICA
Jamal:Hey there cracker, whatd the size of them shoes and shiiii
Brock:IT'S BOOTS YOU STUPID NIGGER
Jamal:What did you just say?!
Brock:Domain Expansion:BURGER KING CROWN PLANE INCIDENT
*BOTH of them gets teleport to a plane looks familiar Brock takes place of an old man with a burger king crown*
*Brock Puts the crown on his head*
*Brock feels the vril(racism) power flow in his mind*
Brock:KICK THIS NIGGER BITCH OF THE PLANE!!!
Brock:YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD...
JAMAL:Na-nanii!?
*JAMAL EXPLODES INTO PIECES THE WALLS PAIINTED WITH HIS ORGANS AND FLESH*
*Crowd claps*
The Crowd:WOW that was so awesome mister, wooooahhhhh!!!!
*Clapping Intensifies*
Brock:it's alright lads In happy to help anyway.
Brock:Now I must go save Paris from the Niggas
*Brock controls the plane using his cock to steer*
*they arrive in Paris Brock teleport the passengers safely on a sun screen shop
(THE NIGGAS DONT BUY SUNSCREEN) *
Brock:Now time to eliminate you once and for all Jamal, or should I say Kanye West.
Jamal(Kanye) :N-Nani!?, How did you know I was Kanye West!?
Brock:Kanye you have been Niggafied I have to cure yuo
Kanye:Now I'm not Niggafied!
Brock:Yes you have look at your shoes!, Your gold chain!, your behaviour!, and lastly look at your Skin!!!
Kanye:Y-your right Brock but I'm to far gone now...
Brock:No yoh aren't that far yet, come with me to the right side, and we shall destroy the left.
Kanye:Ok, but I want to be cured please Brock I don't want to be black anymore I wanna pull a Michael Jackson
Brock:You shall not worry I will cure yuo but this process will be painful
Kanye:I'm ready for it!
Brock:Ok get ready!
*Brock gets bleach and other chemicals to pull a Michael Jackson on Kanye West*
*Brock puts Bleach and the other chemicals on Kanye*
*Kanye screaming with so much excruciating pain*
KANYE:AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!
*KANYE TURNS WHITE*
BROCK:Yes, it had worked but It lacks something, first yuo shall drink raw milk, and then eat crackers, red meat and steak, lastly yuo must get called a cracker by a black person
Kanye:Ok I will do all of this right now
Brock:Nice now go and show em who you really are lad!
Kanye:Yes sir!
*Kanye finds a cow to drink the milk from*
*Kanye Sees the Cow*
*The cow eating grass and Kanye approaches to suck the milk out of the cow's tits*
*the cow suddenly stands up and forms into a huge rounded monster looking down at Kanye*
*Kanye shocked upon what he just witnessed*
The Cow:Yuo must be a non Jew and not black to drink my milk
Kanye:I'm not a Jew though
The Cow:ok but yuo must prove your worth upon getting it, yuo shall fight me boy
Kanye:Alright Let's commence!
*Kanye and The Cow fighting, Kanye does combos on the cow*
*the cow gets knocked down*
The Cow:Yuo have proven yourself worthy now suck thy tits for the raw milk not untouched by the Jews
*Kanye West drinks the milk and feels the vrilness*
Kanye:Now I must eat thy meals to proceed to stage 2
*Kanye sets of and goes to the supermarket but does not have any money or valuables with him*
*Kanye West thinks to himself of what if he should steal and then just run, but he realized thats a black person thing to do*
*Kanye thinks of another method and he has think to rob the store with a gun specifically a M4A1 with a scope to show the white power in gun terms*
*Kanye assaults a black French soldier and takes his gun*
Kanye in mind:He's black he's not a real French anyway and real french people are just the same as black people but not as worst.
*Kanye then enters the store with his M4A1 and points the store clerk, the store clerk is an Indian named Pajeet*
Kanye:Nice you made this easier for me to do you filthy Rat, go back to India with your disgusting street foods only people immune to poisom can eat
Indian Clerk:Sorry sarrr, I will go back pleas spare me (In Indian Accent)
Kanye:takes the meals and eats it
*Kanye transforms to stage 2, and he looks very white now, and gained blue eyes.
Kanye:Only one more task to do so I can become AN aryan
*Kanye walks in the streets with a stereotypical American farmer work clothes, and a Nigger called him a Cracker*
*Kanye transforms and his hair turned brugrj blond, his eyes bright blue so bright the bakc people staring his eyes has an uncontrollable urge to call him master *
*Kanye thank for the evolution you Nigger see you in Paris*
*Kanye goes back to Brock*
*Kanye sees Brock and tells him I'm back brother now shall we commence the plan out Fuhrer wanted for many years*
Brock:Yes My brother, we shall turn Paris into a place for fellas not Niggas, it shall be reclaimed as Fellas In Paris.
Brock:And we shall do it tommorow when the Sun shines brightly and our skin reflects the light back to the sun...
TO BE CONTINED.....