dear you win i lose- how did you get that bruise diary,
clearly i thought the dog was mine or ida never let it in the house with the other ones. and once it was in here- i couldn't tell it apart from my own two- so i dunno if it looked like becky or the grump. it seemed like everytime i went to go after it- it looked like both of them when i went to pick the fucker up. i was afraid i would toss out the wrong dog. then it went to bite me- and that is when i knew i was going to have to kill it. then i woke up. thank goodness i had to pee. going to the bathroom saves me from doing things in my dreams that nobody should have to do. even in my dreams- i cant kill animals. i take that back- i could prolly kill a cat- but not a kitten. i would let the snake do that. when i brought becky home i think the snake could have eaten her. i loved becky the minute i saw her tho- i couldn't do it. i wouldn't mind having a bird- like an african gray. it just sucks tho because they are so loud. i am already loud- so i could only imagine a bird mocking my stupid ass. i think when my nest is finally empty- i will think about a bird. i will obsess over the bird tho and teach it every obscene word and phrase known to man. it will be a trash talking bird. ima teach it to say, "i have a little dick," even if it's a girl- and, "i have a fat pussy," even if it's a boy- just to be politically correct.
clearly i thought the dog was mine or ida never let it in the house with the other ones. and once it was in here- i couldn't tell it apart from my own two- so i dunno if it looked like becky or the grump. it seemed like everytime i went to go after it- it looked like both of them when i went to pick the fucker up. i was afraid i would toss out the wrong dog. then it went to bite me- and that is when i knew i was going to have to kill it. then i woke up. thank goodness i had to pee. going to the bathroom saves me from doing things in my dreams that nobody should have to do. even in my dreams- i cant kill animals. i take that back- i could prolly kill a cat- but not a kitten. i would let the snake do that. when i brought becky home i think the snake could have eaten her. i loved becky the minute i saw her tho- i couldn't do it. i wouldn't mind having a bird- like an african gray. it just sucks tho because they are so loud. i am already loud- so i could only imagine a bird mocking my stupid ass. i think when my nest is finally empty- i will think about a bird. i will obsess over the bird tho and teach it every obscene word and phrase known to man. it will be a trash talking bird. ima teach it to say, "i have a little dick," even if it's a girl- and, "i have a fat pussy," even if it's a boy- just to be politically correct.
