Burning Racists in Acid

Date: 3/10/2019

For some reason I was dating my friends ex-boyfriend, and he urged me not to tell her about us. So, we went to the movies and I saw said friend waling by, so I grabbed her ex's hand and then stared at her, hoping she'd see me. I wasn't telling her about us verbally, so it was fine. Anyway, my mom, who was a Latino woman (irl she is caucasian), was throwing this party to trap her racist boss so we— the other party goers— could burn him with acid. The party was going well, but her boss ended up catching on to the scheme, so it looked like trouble for us! Then I had a flash back to when our last burning a racist in acid plan worked out well. The racist, who was Fat Tony from the Simpsons, was coaxed into a jacuzzi, where me and a couple of other people in on the plan were presenting him with fine soaps, which turned out to be just acid. We ended up burning him until he was a skeleton. I then found myself in the bathroom of my grandmothers old house where a party was going on. I was content not being downstairs since this was a fancy bathroom. I planned on taking a long soak in the tub and reading a book. But before that, my brother walked in and he began opening a Christmas present, which was a toy made to look like Squidwards house.