James knew that Girl Power owned his world. It was extremely embarrassing.The girls sat and observed their handiwork. James, humiliated beyond belief,...was delirious with mind-blowing embarrassment. He whimpered and grunted and rambled incoherently.“Me woo…boo boo button…a-riba mendana…oooooh!” James whimpered.“What? What does it even mean?” laughed Devika.“It means…You girls win! My butt hurts, and I’m wearing tiny panties!” giggled Nuzla.The girls laughed and gave each other high-fives in. " Wow, that is big," Mr. Montgomery said as he pulled out his pad and pencil. He proceeded to interview me for about five minutes to get all his facts straight for the story."Do you think this will make tomorrow morning's paper?" I asked when he finished interviewing me."It may," Mr. Montgomery replied. "I'll try to get confirmation tonight but I don't know if I'll have enough time. I can't print it without confirmation." I understand," I said. "My girlfriend is a ... er, my ex-girlfriend is a. Oh yea, oh yea, come on baby, right there, POW right in the kisser!" He shot his seed down his son's throat, and fell asleep right there, relaxing and loosening up. Not loose enough that stewie could get free, though...PART II - Bite the Hand that Beats YouAfter about 10 minutes had passed, Brian walked into to the living room and saw the prediciment Stewie was in. It didn't take him long to remember all the things that Stewie had done to him, and how much he deserved to be humiliated by his. The police car pulled up next to me. It made me confident at once that there was a man of the law who surely knew the directions to anywhere in that goddamned place. I came up to the backseat door and stood there, waiting the door would be opened for me. I became glad when I saw a Turkish policeman get out and move out to me. Without saying anything to each other I was waiting for him to open the door for me like my butler. The uniformed guy came up to me and grabbed by my arm roughly and.