"Sprout bullcrap!" Hazri Junior laughed at the swearing. "You're funny!"
"Don't encourage her..." Hazri warned his son. "I don't care if they do 'sprout bullcrap' or not, I just want my daughter back. Wait... I have an idea..."
Several hours later... Hazri stood on a podium in a large hall filled with members of the press, snapping photos and shouting out questions.
"Hazri! Hazri!" A news reporter shouted from his seat. "You claim to have a cure for cancer?"
"Yep." Hazri replied with a smile. "That's exactly the type of lie I told you to get you all here. What this really about is..." Hazri pulled the book from his pocket and opened it up. Hazri struggled to say what the subject was, as written in the book. "I... I like big butts and I cannot lie..."
The hall filled with gasps, followed by laughs at Hazri's 'admitting' to liking big butts.
"Is this some kind of a joke?" A female news reporter asked.
Hazri, again, referred to his book for an answer. A sentence he read stated 'If they ask if it is a joke, say you are out here to admit your biggest secrets and you are completely serious.' but Hazri didn't like it one but, but he loved his daughter enough to be humiliated on worldwide television. "No, this is serious. I am out here to admit all the secrets I have kept from you all..."
"Why is Hazri doing this?" Crystal asked herself as she watched on from her seat, which was between Hazri Junior's and Kitten's seats. "This is painful to watch..."
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