That crazy broad wouldn’t let me go on the Florida trip with her and her manfriend. I have been by her side (and in her bed….ahem) for 10 years now! Where is the respect? Where is the loyalty?
I tried to sneak into her suitcase. Check this shit out:
And do you believe what happened next! Even if you do, I’ll show you anyway because I’m just that pissed off.
To make matters worse, she came home with a stuffed manatee, a manatee backpack, and a manatee necklace. I feel like I’ve been replaced. Life sucks.
Can someone please get me out of here? I can be reached via carrier pigeon. It’s a little known fact that pigeons and lizards mate in the springtime.
Whatever,
St. Bastille Day
Hey Mr. Day, Pippy here. I feel your pain. That crazy broad can be so cruel. I made a clay replica of you, and she de-limb-a-tated it. I fixed it up with some superglue and yet again she tore off one of the legs!! Don’t worry, we’ll get her back soon, I have a plan, text me. Oh wait, you don’t know what a computer is… or have opposable thumbs to use one. Just get in touch with me with a carrier pigeon. Chip, chip cheerio!