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Okay,
like I said on the main page, I'm writing this
webscreen here from the Appleton City Correctional
Institution because my idiot brother and that
fucking phlegmbag cat framed me for crimes I didn't
commit. So I have to use the pictures in the Cop
Computer here from my Cop Records, all the people
I was framed for beating the unholy hogsemen out
of. If you read anything that I've written before
you know that I'm an easygoing, peaceful guy so
this is all bullshit and I didn't touch none of
these drooling idiots here so fuck you if you
think I am a "suspect" in their murders
or whatever, Police Chief MacKennelson, you dog
eating polyp.
Anyway,
these two chubby loads were spotted at the East
Appleton City Annual Bloatwagon Doughchild Festival.
I think the one on the left has Down's Syndrome,
because her head made a weird squishing sound
when I rammed it against the back of the snow-cone
machine.

hahahaha,
you're goddamn right those mobile saliva storage
units are hungry, if there's something still breathing
within a five-mile radius, their job isn't done.
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