You are a very bipolar monkey who will not stop stepping on my stash of infants, and your breath is horrendous at all times. I also stole the TV and computer.
You have been stealing my bullets for the last year and a half, and using them to save people. I could not abide it any longer, as I want to shoot nuns in the face with the ammunition I have worked hard to steal.
Your face was too rough for me to kiss anymore. Ever since that fateful accident at the burlap factory, you've been excessively passionate, and my lips and face are completely red and raw. Don't take it personally, I just can't stand to be with you for more than five minutes.
BECAUSE YOU'RE A FUCKING NINJA MONKEY
Well, lets be honest, All you did was sit on the couch and throw soft, red stool at the cat. The house is atrocious and I am at work for 14 hours a day. I am sorry... Kinda...
Since you started smoking crack, We were never able to talk. You were always jittery and spastic. But now I know how to escape you. I will kill you... I really hope you ate those pancakes I made for you...
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