Travis vs. Tim

This is the sixth episode of The SBFW Chronicles.
==Transcript==
(Travis is sitting on a couch, browsing through Instagram intensely)
Travis: Fucking Tim and his stupid posts. When will that sucker learn?
(He sees that Tim has a new post, and taps on it)
Travis: WHAT THE HELL? HE’S MAKING A DISS TRACK ON ME? Well two can play at that game!
(Travis gets up from the couch and goes on his computer)
Travis: I’m gonna make a diss track on him to show him who’s boss! Take that, ass sucker! Female ass sucker might I add.
(He begins recording in a montage. Travis makes many suggestive faces during the entire montage. End montage)
Travis: Done! Now I just need to make a thumbnail.
(1 hour later…)
Travis: Piracy is the best policy, I must say. Now to upload this bitch ass.
(He starts to upload the video to YouTube)
Travis: Wait a minute. Why am I uploading it to YouTube? You know what Mr. Renaud says: “YouTube is for amateurs, Vimeo is for professionals!” I gotta do it on Vimeo instead!
(He uploads the video to Vimeo instead)
Travis: Much better! Now to wait and see the results!
(2 hours later…)
Travis: 100 views? Holy shit this blew up harder than my-
Travis’ sudden roommate: Hey stepbro!
Travis: Shut up, you don’t even exist!
Travis’ sudden roommate: Oh yeah. (diskappears)
Travis: Fucking idiot. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. Time to see if Tim has posted his diss track yet. (he checks Tim’s instagram to see a link to his diss track, and clicks on it)
Tim: Oh yeah, Travis is an assvis! Travis the assvis! Assvis! Fucking [NOT ALLOWED ON FANDOM]! Chocolate milk and [CENSORED]! His ass taste like [CENSORED]!
Travis: Pfft, you call this a diss track? It only has… 69 VIEWS?
TheBoy: Come on, we went over this joke already!
Travis: I really need to put a damn lock on my door. (he shoves TheBoy out of his house)
(Meanwhile…)
Tim: Haha! That dumbass doesn’t know what’s coming to him! I’ve installed a Shut the Fuck Up-Inator in his house while he was sleeping last night. Now he won’t be able to post anything ever again!
(Cut back to Travis putting his underwear on)
Travis: Hey, they fell off, okay? Now if you excuse me, I gotta freshen up in the little Travie’s room. (he goes to the bathroom)
(In the bathroom, Travis is taking a hot shower, when Chance the Rapper shows up)
Chance: HOT HOT HOT HOT SHOWER! SOMETHING SOMETHING CAULIFLOWER!
(Travis throws a bottle of shampoo at his crotch, and he falls over)
Travis: What did I say about not coming to my house?
Chance: Man, you’re smaller than Donkey Kong!
Travis: OUT! (Chance disappears) Now, where was I?
(Suddenly, the Shut the Fuck Up-Iinator activates and Travis’ mouth disappears)
Travis: MMMPH! MMMMM!
(Tim cackles from a distance)
Tim: Now that [BLEEP] won’t be able to post any of his bullshit liberal agenda ever again!
Narrator: And from that point on, the one and only Travis was never able to speak again. On his deathbed, Travis wrote this on a piece of paper:
Paper: Fuck you Tim. Oh, and you too Clayton.
[end]
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