***warning: THIS IS NOT A REPRESENTATION OF ME. GO ON TO NEXT CHAPTERS TO GET BETTER UNDERSTAND! THIS IS MERELY A LOUSY, BUT VERY HOT, INTRODUCTION!***

I was a power man over the moon showered with the strength of mama-mia.

They knew I was the one for them and I knew too.

So I held their arms and loved them as i would do to any other ones.

I am the best. I AM PIMP MAMA.

Do you remember the day I saved yo ass from the Dark side? I saved it for you. i did it, for YOU.

And who brought you that grocery bag?

Not me, fool! That was your real mama. I only asked that to test you, but I guess you still not up for the challenge.

I shall teach the resurrection spell so you can become a better person. Don't neglect my teachings. You is smart, my friend, my disciple. The cream of the crop that i had specifically selected since I was in this business of selecting cream crops.

This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

What? You don't understand me?

Well, I wouldn't be called "PIMP MAMA" if you COULD understand me, honey. I am one enigmatic being of mysterious. I hold the secrets to the Seven Wonders of Earth and the Three Great Riddles on Mars. If you can solve my cryptic language and usage forms then I would've retired long ago and just become a regular MAMA. Or PIMP.

But noooo, I'm PIMP MAMA. The one and only.

I'm not conceited, folks. Just a wise hermit, being confident. (Baby she's confident! - Justin beiber)

Come back, Wednesday night for another session of PIMP MAMA. I'll teach you the best way to cook and be a soccer player. Ciao, peeps.

*Session Logged out 11:49:01 PM EST*