Matt Tonsilton smacked me in the chops, had his way with me, marinated me, and loaded me onto the back of his pickup truck, took me to my family tombs, dug up my family and urinated on them, and then he fed the piss and dead bodies to me, and then he put me back on his truck and we drove some more, he got me out once again, and taped my eyes open so I could watch him have his way with a variety of farm animals, shortly before he started putting assorted sharp objects into my mouth, then he took me to KFC, used me as a rape instrument, deep-fried my remains and fed me to the pigeons.
This is the last time, I swear.
My floor is covered with dead termites. I didn't kill them, I just kinda didn't let them back outside.
I'll get your sister a flying V and then you could attempt to try and steal it.
change your name to scotty mcscott scott BURN!
Remember that time that all those squids came and were like hey, you guys, wanna buy some of the hard stuff? but we didn't because that never happened.
It's not your birthday until tomorrow, but I want to jump the gun. Just like Mother Superior. Happy Birthday
They can still be perky though, right?
I guess when it all boils down to it, you can be whatever you dream of being~
If you ever need anyone to rush into your room wearing a cowboy hat and boot spurs I think I'll join the Calvary so I can do just that
