A/N: About three months later and I finally update. Sorry fam. Chicken_Hoe

The flaming hot chicken hoe Elisa, Alex Turner and some elf guy (I totally forget his name because it has been so long) were passionate lovers. This wasn't any kind of love... it was hotter than hot, sexier than sex with an eggplant and bigger than Hipster Jesus. It was  almost as good as Trumpmart or Grace x Cheese Toastie.

''Hey you elf guy,'' called Elisa, also forgetting his name. She'd had some mad sex™ with him but that didn't mean fucking shit. She shrugged. "I forget your name. It's  something like leggsy, legos.. Libertarian?"

Alex laughed. "No darling, it's Lesbian Sex obviously."

Mr. Elf man looked a little agitated, he wanted to speak. He got his princey pompous elf ass notebook and began writing down his most deep inner desires. He stood up about to talk to the other two.

"Shut up Lapdance," snapped Alex. He stared into the distance dramatically, it seemed he had a brilliant idea... "We are super hot but you know would make us extra hot... space. Space is hot. Space is also very gay."

Monsieur Elfie did not seem enlightened at the suggestion, especially because he had to steal this spaceship. Luckily there was a Star Wars fan exhibition happening down the road. He went and stole some random nerd's spaceship. Like an actual working fucking good spaceship. Like shit!

All three of them got into the spaceship. Unfortunately it wasn't bigger on the inside, but it was still pretty big. It probably looked like some Star Wars thing but I don't want to have to watch it again just to describe it even if Harrison Ford is in it.

They went up and up until they were out of the earth's atmosphere.

Elisa unhooked her bra, not to be sexy or anything but because fuck bras! She was in anti-gravity experiencing weightless so she was gonna let those titties hang.

"You know what would be better?" She sighed. "If Pol's smol dick was here."

Alex smiled steering the space ship with a low battery Wii remote. "Shall we claim space as communist?"

With both hands in the air, Elisa floated around the room. "Well we can't claim the moon."

"Oi, LeBron James!" Yelled Alex, clicking his fingers. "Do you have any soup in here?"

The elf dude shrugged, finally speaking up with a earraping bogan Australian accent. "Shitcunt. Fucking got no clue m8. But soup is good... oath!"

Elisa and Alex both blinked in time and continued to stare at him. "This is why you shouldn't speak you fucking pussy kangaroo riding country living rural wanker."

"K," said the elf dude.

Elisa almost thought about proposing. ALMOST. "Alex do you have any idea where we were going?"

Well to answer yours and Lemon Song's queries. We are going to the Sun. It is the only place close enough to manage our super mega sexy hotness."

The elf lad whined. "Oh shfuck, I forgot to put on some bloody sunscreen."

And all three of them headed towards our sun, burning to death. They really were a flaming hot, sexy threesome.
The End.