The Double Dong Hoax Death Theory

The time is slightly in the future, let us say June 25, 2010, and Michael Jackson has announced his return to the world via satellite; which interrupted every single TV station on a global scale.

Sitting in an apartment Souza and Mo, two dutch dykes that thought they knew everything, drop the joint they are smoking and start to cry. Souza looks at Mo and says "How could we have been so stupid? Why did we think we knew everything?" Mo, through her tears, burst out laughing and replied "It is hard to take you serious when you have that false mustache on." Souza also started to laugh as she looked at her reflection. She had forgot she was still wearing the fake Hitler mustache which was used earlier in the bedroom to give Mo a little tickle.

Suddenly the phone rang; it was Badkolo. "Hey girls, are you watching this? You know what this means don't you?" Souza answered "No." Badkolo continued "We have to go to plan C right now." Mo heard on the speakerphone another male voice in the background and guessed it must have been Badkolo's boyfriend. Then as Badkolo continued to speak she heard slurping sounds and knew she was right.

"We have to tell the people that we knew all along that he was coming back, but we have to make up an excuse for why we could never tell them." Souza interrupted "Kolo we do not need to tell them anything we just say that if they do not like what has happened we will ban them from our forum." Badkolo considered this and said "OK I can live with that, but what about the ones that have discovered that everything you dykes put out is bullshit?"

Mo, took her fingers out of Souza's snatch and said "Kolo, you worry too much. Everyone already knows that the Double Dong team is the center of the universe, and that some will blindly follow no matter what bullshit we put out there." Badkolo thought for a moment, and remembered the dog autopsy theory, he chuckled to himself because he knew Mo was right.

"WAIT!" said Souza. "Michael is back, that means we no longer need to make up crazy theories to keep all the sheeple in line." Mo, quick as a flash, backhanded Souza "Don't be so stupid darling. We still need to lead."

In the background Souza heard the usual 'You have got mail' sound, and rushed to the computer. It was an email from a member. It read:

Dear Souza and Mo.

I hope this email finds you in health and good spirits - like I really give a shit. I just saw the TV and Michael telling us what happened. How come you didn't know about this? OMG I cannot believe I trusted you two dykes. You have made a mockery of all your members. I hope you both burn in hell you lesbian bitches. Delete my account, ban me for all I care, I now know the truth.

How could I have been so stupid to believe you and that fucking faggot. I just wish I hadn't spent all my time fishing and watching wrestling. I've been depressed you know, but you two bitches wouldn't give a fuck. Rot in hell you scum.

I'd say more; but Newcastle is playing Man Utd.

Henda11

Souza started to cry even more, she knew it was over, she knew her dreams of 'Hoax Domination' were over. There was nothing she could do. She closed the computer down for the last time.

She sat back down, next to Mo, raised a hand and held Mo's face as she kissed her. Then while Mo smiled, as the mustache tickled her upper lip Souza fired a single shot into Mo. As Mo's body went limp, Souza let go. She started to smile as Mo's body fell backwards.

Souza reached for the phone, and started dialling, "Amy is that you? Good. I have done it. Let us recapture our prime, let us build MJHD back to what it used to be." All Amy could say was "Strewth, damn your a crazy sheila, but this might just work. I'm having a barbie right now, necking a couple of tinnies down, but I'll get on MSN in about 30 minutes. Get a hold of Kolo and tell him to be there."

As Souza put the phone down, she looked at Mo's dead body. Her legs had fallen slightly apart, so Souza licked her lips and thought 'one more time for old times sake'.

The following is the chat transcript from the MSN meeting:

Amy: Good we are all here.
Kolo: Sorry I was late I had to get some cum out my ass.
Amy: Never mind.
Souza: Mo is dead, still tasty but dead.
Amy: We have to stay focused. Michael coming back has screwed up our plans.
Kolo: But that's a good thing right?
Amy: Shut up you stupid faggot, it is not a good thing.
Souza: But he is back.
Amy: How the fuck do we make money when he is back? Do I have to do all the thinking?
Kolo: I never thought about...
Amy: You never think, just do as you are told.
Souza: So what shall we do?
Amy: First thing, shut up. I'll tell you what to do.
Souza: OK.
Kolo: Sorry.
Amy: Right we announce on the forum that TIAI, MJHD, and MJHDI were all tied in to the hoax theory.
Souza: They might not believe that.
Amy: They believed the the dog autopsy, the twin theory, the movie theory, the Illuminati theory, what makes you think these idiots will not believe what we tell them?
Souza: Sorry.
Amy: We tell them we were in on the hoax and that we knew all along he was coming back.
Kolo: That's a great idea. I wish I had thought of it.
Souza: Brilliant.
Amy: Yes I am.

As the daylight started to break through the sheet that Badkolo had hung at the window of his Mom's house he knew it was early. But today was a good day as far as he was concerned. Today Michael was back, today he got his welfare check and today as planned all along Auntie Amy was back in the driver's seat.

Peace.