Wednesday, September 14, 2005
JUST OWNED THE FUCK OUT OF A BIG MOUSE AT CHUCK E CHEESE
DUMB ASS RAT STEPPED TO ME WHILE I WAS GETTING MY SKI BALL ROLL ON.
D/N/T.
TOOK THAT MOUSE OUT WITH MY SWINGING WINDMILL FISTS.
DUMBASS DROPPED LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES.
I CALMLY STEPPED OVER THE BODY, WALKED TO THE GENERAL STORE AND REDEEMED MY TICKETS FOR A BAG OF COTTON CANDY, A COKE ICEE, AND A HANDFUL OF PIXIE STICKS. (DO YOU THINK I DIDN'T OWN THE FUCK OUT OF MY LOOT?)
NEXT I'M GOING TO GET MY GAME ON WITH THE HONEYS IN THE CAGE OF PLASTIC BALL.
NO I WILL NOT REMOVE MY VELCRO ROOS.
MRH,
WILL ALSO BEAT YOU DOWN WITH THE WHACK-A-MOLE HAMMER.
D/N/T.
TOOK THAT MOUSE OUT WITH MY SWINGING WINDMILL FISTS.
DUMBASS DROPPED LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES.
I CALMLY STEPPED OVER THE BODY, WALKED TO THE GENERAL STORE AND REDEEMED MY TICKETS FOR A BAG OF COTTON CANDY, A COKE ICEE, AND A HANDFUL OF PIXIE STICKS. (DO YOU THINK I DIDN'T OWN THE FUCK OUT OF MY LOOT?)
NEXT I'M GOING TO GET MY GAME ON WITH THE HONEYS IN THE CAGE OF PLASTIC BALL.
NO I WILL NOT REMOVE MY VELCRO ROOS.
MRH,
WILL ALSO BEAT YOU DOWN WITH THE WHACK-A-MOLE HAMMER.
