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Big Ron has a admirer 🥸 | Part 26 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Big Ron, tell me I'm special, honey. You are my most expensive investment. Dad. Some woman sent you flowers. Hide them from your mother. Little shit. Dad, there's a love letter. Nothing unusual. I'm perfect. Read it, my premium son. Dear Big Ron, I watch you every day. I think about you every night. Understandable. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Too expensive. Throw it away on. Who sent you flowers? Business partner. What kind of business? Floral industry, obviously, dad. She also sent a picture. Rachesh, you little. Oh my goodness. She's bad as fuck. Ron. Look at this beautiful woman. Ron, that's a fake profile. Jealous, fat shit. Have you sent her money? Absolutely not. Dad sent her $10,000. 10,000. She needed money for her flight. From where? Sweden. Ron, that is a scam. I'm the best scammer in Mumbai. I know a real woman. It's her. Hello, beautiful. Hello, handsome. Why do you sound familiar? Because you raised me, you little shit. What? Dad, that's my account. Your what? Mr Runjit told me to practice scamming rich old men. And apparently you're very good at it. Rashish. Yes, dad. Give me my money back. Sorry, dad. No refunds. My premium son.

Big Ron gets a new son 🫩 | Part 25 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Ron gets replaced by Artificial Intelligence 🫩 | Part 24 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

I want someone younger. Honey. Daddy is a classic, not outdated. Dad, Mr Ranjit replaced you with a robot. That fat shit did what? Run. Meet your replacement. Artificial intelligence. Artificial what intelligence? Dad, then why are you still employed, you little shit? Dad, this machine can scam 10,000 people per hour. Impossible. And it costs absolutely nothing. Nothing. No salary, no whiskey, no complaints. Does it have wife? No. Lucky son of a bitch. Watch this. Hello, sir, this is Microsoft. Your computer has a virus. Oh, no. What should I do? Please transfer $500. Dad, it actually works. Shut up, you dumb little potato. You're fired. Ron, you cannot replace 20 years of experience with a fucking toaster, you shit. Hello, sir, your bank account has been compromised. What? Please transfer $5,000 immediately. You think I'm stupid? Your wife Cheryl has already authorized the payment. Cheryl, that beached whale spent my money. Yes. She also requested a younger husband. Shut the fuck up, Ron. Did you just pay the robot? I was protecting my marriage. Congratulations. I have now scammed your best employee. I request his position. That little shit wants a promotion. Dad, I think the robot is your premium son now. Rashish. Yes, dad, you are both adopted.

Big Ron gets scammed 😵‍💫 | Part 23 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Ron, you like getting screwed only by you, honey. Dad, someone took $50,000 from your account. Someone did. What? Dad, you sent $50,000 yesterday. I did not send shit. It says investment opportunity. Wait, you did that? There was advertisement. Dad, you literally teach people this exact scam. You donut. It looked professional. What did they promise? Triple my money in 24 hours. And you believe that, you idiot sandwich. There were testimonials. Dad. One guy made 2 million. Was his name? John? John Smith. Everybody stop scamming. What the fuck happened? Dad got scammed. You are fired, you fucking idiot. How much? 50,000? Do not. Ron, what? I know this payment account. It belongs to scam Academy. What? Dad, yesterday you were my customer. I made my first 50,000 dollar scam, my premium son. So, can I keep it? Absolutely fucking not.

Big Ron gets audited 🥺 | Part 22 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Big Ron, give me everything, honey. That is exactly what the government said. Dad, there are two men from the tax office downstairs. Rush. Yes, dad, you have no idea who I am. Okay. Mister Ron, your declared income last year was $12,000. Correct. You own three houses, mortgage, two cars, their leased car and a yacht. Come on. It's a small boat at best, dad. It has a helicopter. Thank you, Rashish. We also found several payments from something called Scam Academy Education. It's for my little shit son. What do you teach? Microsoft? You teach Microsoft? Very advanced course. I work there too. Interesting. perhaps you can explain these 427 payments labeled Microsoft Refund. Should I explain? Absolutely fucking not. Ron, I brought chicken. Manjit patail. No, we've been looking for you for 6 months. Stop. Premium, son. Yes, dad. Sometimes god sends Manjit for a reason. Ron, help me. I have never met that man.

Big Ron gets audited for tax fraud🥸 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Give me everything, honey. That is exactly what the government said. Dad, there are two men from the tax office downstairs. Rushish. Yes, dad, you have no idea who I am. Okay. Mr Ron, your declared income last year was $12,000. Correct. You own three houses, mortgage two cars, their leased car and a yacht. Come on. It's a small boat at best, dad. It has a helicopter. Thank you, Rashish. We also found several payments from something called Scam Capital. Education is for my little shit, son. What do you teach? Microsoft. You teach Microsoft? Very advanced course. I work there too. Interesting. perhaps you can explain these 427 payments labeled Microsoft Refund. Should I explain? Absolutely fucking not. Ron, I brought chicken. No, we've been looking for you for 6 months. Stop. Premium, son. Yes, dad, sometimes god sends money for a reason. Ron, help me. I have never met that man.

Rashesh gets promoted🥸 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Ron, give it a raise, honey. Daddy already raised everything he can. Dad, Mr Ranji's promoted me to what manager? This company is finished. Good morning, dad. Good morning, sir. Dad, you don't have to call me sir. I know you little shit. Mr Ranjit says I'm responsible for your team now. My team, yes. And apparently you've been late 17 times this month. Your mother has needs, bro Chacho. Deal with it. You also drank whiskey during yesterday's meeting. Your mother gives me needs and 3 employees complain. You call them useless little shits. They are. Dad, I have to give you an official warning. Rashesh. Yes. I made you into the scamming little Indian you are today. And now I manage you. Power has changed you also. I'm moving you to the Microsoft department. You are giving me Microsoft? Yes, my premium son. But you'll be working under one. Jessica, you're late. Demote me. What? Demote me right fucking now. Ron, I need you in the Microsoft. I quit. Then give back company headset. Fuck your headset.

Rashesh goes back to Microsoft🫩 | Part 21 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

It's gone. Put it back in, honey. Daddy never pulls out of a good investment. Dad, I'm going back to Microsoft. My premium son is back finally Today. Rashish, you become a real man. Dad, I'm 22. What do I say? Simple. You're calling from the Microsoft. His computer has virus, but his computer doesn't have a virus. You have so much work to do. Hello? Hello, sir. This is Rasis from the Microsoft. Microsoft? Yes, sir. Unfortunately, your computer has cancer. Fight us, you little shit. Cancer? Yes, stage 4. But do not worry. We can cure it for $500. Pushash, is this you? Why does he know your name? It's you. Mr Thompson. Mr Thompson, Dad, he was my first customer ever. My first scam. Beautiful. Finish him, son. Take everything he's got. Pushash. I wanted to thank you. You little shit. What? Last time I called you accidentally told me it was a scam. I remember, sir. So I reported the whole fucking company. Ron, why are there police outside? Welcome back to Michael talk premium sons. You are fired, dad. Everybody run.

Rashesh gets blackmailed 🫩 | Part 20 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Big Ron, tell me I've been a bad girl. Honey, your performance review is terrible. Dad, someone is blackmailing me. Finally, finally. You are becoming interesting. I met this girl online again, you little shit. Do I have to remind you she was different. Was her name Emily? No, Jessica. We were talking all night and I sent her a private picture. Rashish. What? Please tell me it was your passport or something. Oh, for fuck's sake. Now she wants $5,000 or she sends it to everyone. 5,000? Very optimistic pricing. Dad says I have 10 minutes. Good, good. Nobody scams my son except this family emergency. What happened? My premium son showed his vegetables to a stranger. Dad, how much do they want 5,000 for Rashesh? That is what I said. She sent payment details. Wait, I know this account. Come on, little shit. Pay daddy. Jessica. Hello, handsome. You said you loved me. Business is business, buddy. Family discount. Dad, he still has the picture.

Big Ron gets a personal trainer 🥸 | Part 19 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Run faster, honey. Daddy has limited cardio. I'm tired as shit. Dad, your personal trainer is here. My what? Mom hired you one. You think I'm fat? You beast whale. Yes. Fair enough. First, we check your lifestyle. Excellent. How often do you exercise? Everyday. Do you not see this? Dad, you don't exercise. You literally just interrupted my exercise for the day, you little shit. Alcohol. Socially. You drink alone? I am very social with myself, self love and all that shit. Smoking? No. Next question. You juiced up carrot. Come on, run faster. I pay you, you little shit. Don't you dare yell at me. You can do it, dad. Shut up, you little shit. I didn't even really want you. 10 more minutes. Enough. We're not finished. How much do you make an hour? $80. Go home, you bum. What? Tell Cheryl I did two hours. You burnt 900 calories. Very good. You're a good boy, dad, that's cheating. No premiums, huh? That is outsourcing. Ron, how was the workout? Honey, I can barely walk. Should I come back tomorrow? Get the fuck out.

Big Ron gets a dog🥺 | Part 18 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Who's my good boy I am? Honey. That was not me. Dad, I bought you a dog. You did what? You little shit. Absolutely fucking not you dumbass. Dad. Look at him. I am looking. Remove him ASAP. But he was only $50. 50. Why are you so cheap? The owner said he has behavioral problems. What problems? He has five fucking seconds to leave my house. He just needs training. So do you. I kept you anyway. You might be onto something, dad. Look, we found your money. Very interesting. Why is there a fucking dog here? New employee buddy Ron. Why is he looking at me? What do you have in your pocket? Nothing, Manjit, you greedy little shit. I can explain. You stole from my scam academy. Borrowed technically, dad. Premium son. Yes, dad, your dog is hired. Really? Yes, my son. But your position is now under review. What?

Rashesh wins the lottery 🤩 | Part 17 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Ron, I want to hit the Jackpot. Honey, you are sitting on it, baby. Dad, we won the lottery. No way, you little shit. How much? $10 million. Cheryl, get dressed. We are even richer than before. Oh my God. We can buy so much butter chicken now. Our neighbors will be jealous. $10 million. What are we gonna buy? Nothing. Nothing. Rich people stay rich by not giving money to their greedy little shit children. Dad, but I'm your premium son. I heard we won lottery. We, there is no we, you bum family money. Get the fuck out. Just 1 million out 500,000, please. Dad, I need some new deodorant. Congratulations, brother. Where did you buy the ticket? Manjit sold it to me, dad. What? He said it was guaranteed winner. How much did you pay? $500. Rashesh, you dumb little shit. Yes, dad, this lottery was three fucking years ago. So he didn't win.

Big Ron gets a new job 🥸 | Part 16 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Big Ron, put me to work, honey. Daddy is working overtime. Dad, someone from Google is calling you. Google. Finally they recognize real talent. This is Big Ron, scamming specialist. Mr Ron, we've reviewed your resume. We'd like to offer you a position. Of course, I can imagine, dad, you're gonna work for Google. Quiet. Premium son. Daddy's negotiating. I want company car, free lunch and double salary. Sir, this position pays $18 per. $18? Yes, per minute, I hope per hour. Dad, that's like not a lot. I have standards. My premium son. Calculator. What? Mr Ron, before you go, there's something strange on your resume. What? It says you worked at Microsoft for 23 years, correct? I still work there now, actually. Refund department. Oh, no, we're fucked. Microsoft doesn't have a refund department. Who told you that, you little shit? I used to work at Microsoft. Dad, pack your headset. Why? They know too much. Dad, it says Microsoft. You answer my premium son. I'm scared. What do I say? Tell them I scam for the Google now.

Big Ron gets a new neighbor 🫩 | Part 15 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Big Ron, the neighbors can hear us greasing it up real good. Then they are getting premium entertainment. Honey, dad, the new neighbor is at the door. Tell him we are sleeping. I think he knows we are not. Smart neighbor. Hi. I just moved in next door. Thought I'd introduce myself. What do you want? Nothing. Nobody gives free cake for nothing, dad. He's just being nice. Exactly. Very suspicious. Actually, I work for the bank. Rashish? Yes, dad, get the good whiskey. So my new best friend, we met 6 minutes ago. Friendship has no clock. Dad, why are you being so nice? Because this gentleman works at the bank. Oh, I don't handle money. What do you do? Fraud investigation. Actually, I recognize your name. Rashish. What? Pack your headset. Why? We are moving, Mr Ron. Keep the cake.

Big Ron gets sued 😵‍💫 | Part 15 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Big Ron, butter my chicken harder. Honey, this bed was not built for business. Dad, there's a lawyer downstairs. Tell him I'm dead. I already did. My premium son, there has been misunderstanding. Mister Ron, you're being sued for $5 million. 5 million. Dad, that's like a lot. Thank you, calculator. A former customer claims you took his entire retirement savings, allegedly. We have the recording, sir. This is big Ron from the Microsoft. Could be anybody. And my useless son Rashid is sitting next to me. That sounds like you. Shut up, you little shit. See you in court, dad. Are we going to jail? No. Premium son. Because we have one thing they don't, a good lawyer better. You called Manjit is a lawyer. No, but I watch three episodes of suits. We are fucked. My fee is $200. Get out. 1:50. Get the fuck out.

Big Ron gets fired 😵‍💫 | Part 14 #fruitstory #fruitstories #brainrot #fyp

Rajesh gets a girl pregnant 😵‍💫 | Part 13 #fruitstory #brainrot #fruitstories #fyp

Big Ron, put a baby in me. Honey, I'm 60 years old. My swimmers are all dead. Dad, I got someone pregnant. My premium son, you finally got laid, you little shit. Finally, finally. What? The legacy continues. Dad, I'm freaking the fuck out. Why? One day that child will inherit scam Academy. What if it's a girl? I don't know. Ker can girls scam Ron? I am asking for succession planning, you stupid bitch. Go back in the bedroom. There's another problem. What? I don't know. The mother, excuse me. We met online on grinder. My son, I truly love you. She messaged me yesterday she needs $5,000 for hospital fees. Rashish, you dumb little shit. I already sent it. Did you even meet this woman? Every night in person. Microsoft Teams. She never put the camera on. She's so shy. Dad, I really love her. Dad, show me her picture. What do you know her Manjid family problem. Gotta go, you bums.

Big Ron retires 🫩 | Part 12 #fruitstory #brainrot #fruitstories #fyp

Big Ron, don't stop, honey. Big Ron will sniff that naan bread all night long. Dad, The Scam Academy is on fire again. Dad, maybe you're getting too old for the shit. Kuh old. Maybe you should retire. Fine, you little shit. The empire is yours. Really? One day you will have children if you ever manage to get laid and they will scam beside you. I'll make you proud, dad. You already do. My premium son, Mr Ron, we just made $50,000 today in one hour. Dad, retirement canceled. What about my legacy? Make your own, you greedy little shit. You just gave it to me and I took it back. Go dial, you lazy fuck.

Big Ron arranges a marriage for Rajesh 🫩 | Part 12 #fruitstory #brainrot #fruitstories #fyp

Oh, yeah, big Ron, you are so powerful. You are the greatest. Big daddy, I am building generational wealth. Honey. Dad, there is a girl downstairs. She says I have to marry her. Excellent. She arrived early, dad. No. Her father owns 12 scam academies. But dad, 12, you little shit. We only have one. She looks like me if I was left in the microwave. This bit is huge, Dad. Rahesh, beauty disappears. Call centers appreciate. The money keeps flowing. Marriage joins our two empires. Done. Your daughter is truly very big, beautiful. I mean, Rahesh is very lucky. What about love? Love. I didn't love your mother. It's not real. It's fairy dust. Son, grow up. Actually, I don't want Rashish. I want Manjit. What do I get? Half the company I do get out. That is Rashish's ugly wife.

Rajesh goes to Therapy 🥸 | Part 8 #fruitstory #brainrot #fruitstories #fyp

Ron, why are you wearing the headset? Big daddy never misses a customer, honey. Hello, sir. This is big Ron from the Microsoft. Dad, I'm going to therapy. What the fuck is therapy? Someone I pay to listen to my problems. This is the scam of all scams. You have me for free, you little shit. Tell me about your father. Dad says I'm his premium son. And what does your father do? Microsoft. He works for Microsoft? No, sir. He scams from the Microsoft. What? He has a whole academy for scamming from the Microsoft. Me, everything, you little shit. Therapy is over, big Ron. How do you know my name? Rachele told me about you. Patrick. You're my therapist. The victim. The victim we scammed 4 times already. Wait, you're the Microsoft guy? No, it wasn't me. Only this little shit Indian scans from the Microsoft. I do the honest work, dad, you called Patrick yesterday, Rahesh? Yes, dad, therapy is over, you little shit. You owe me $50. Call customer support for the complaining.