Cody Christano: The Life of an American Scum Bucket
You live life as a rich rap star and decide to never make another album but just ride out the success of your one and only record. You buy cars, planes, boats and houses on an almost daily basis. Your greed knows no bounds and you eventually purchase the rights to take over the Aquaman comic book publication. Your hatred for Aquaman is legendary, in fact it is mentioned on every one of your raps on how useless of a super hero he is. You run the comic book into the ground within 4 months. Aquaman is cancelled and fan boys everywhere are enraged.
You laugh with glee at their pain, but a couple months later your over spending and lack of work causes you to become bankrupt. Thrown out into the street you have nothing. Eventually you become a crazed hobo who wears a cardboard box for clothing and rabbles on and on about how Obama destroyed your life. You often times wander the streets and curse at yield signs for holding mankind back.
After 7 years of wandering the city as a drunk, penniless bum you meet your end on a stormy night at the hands of a old Aquaman fan. He captures you, takes you to his musty basement where he proceeds to rape you with a trident, then thrusts it through your chest. You go to hell and burn forever.
You laugh with glee at their pain, but a couple months later your over spending and lack of work causes you to become bankrupt. Thrown out into the street you have nothing. Eventually you become a crazed hobo who wears a cardboard box for clothing and rabbles on and on about how Obama destroyed your life. You often times wander the streets and curse at yield signs for holding mankind back.
After 7 years of wandering the city as a drunk, penniless bum you meet your end on a stormy night at the hands of a old Aquaman fan. He captures you, takes you to his musty basement where he proceeds to rape you with a trident, then thrusts it through your chest. You go to hell and burn forever.
