| Hi my names sumo Sean, I work at a tole booth in Florida. Its a company to employ the homless and mentally challenged retard sons of bitches of Nunavute. I live with my dog at his house. He pays all the bills and I give him lovin when he needs it. He's a little asshole dog thats not even as tall as my wang, but for some reason the chicks think hes cute. I think he's a spoiled little basturd.A real basturd basturd. That little bitch is the biggest and smallest basturd of em all. He works for scientists. They wanna see how little bitch dogs react to certain chemicals. eg:weed heroin and acid. Lucky little bitch dog is always high, what a bitch. He keeps tellin me how hes best friends with marshall mathers and i tell him "No one likes u but me u have no friends but me and if u think yr leavin me for that wigger I'll kick your little dog ass, so come here and give me a hug you little whore." But one night he said how he visited marshall and they talked for hours about how controlling I am and how I need to lossen up and i have issues about my fat ass that i take out on my little bitch dog. This made me furious, how dare that little whore talk about my fat ass like that. I lunged at him as fast as i could (which i guess is real slow because b4 i took five steps that asshole had written a note about how he was goin to Marshall"s house and he'd call me tomarrow) What could I do but sit on my bum and cry the night away. Well I wasnt gonna let dog get me down so i went for a night on the town. I got kicked out of strip joint after strip joint after strip joint. ok so dog did get me down. He had me at a huge low. After a long cry I decided to get my T shirt launcher and head over to Marshall's. When I got there those two little ass cakes were just talking talkin bout me. "aAAAAAAAA" I yelled for no apparent reason. I just felt like yelling. Marshall got up and started yellin at me how dog was his bitch now. I shot him with a t shirt that says hes a sex offender and the cops arrested him.As for dog, he's dead now. i screamed at him and screamed at him until his little bitch ears broke and he couldnt hear no more. Then i popped him 15273 times in the mouth , right in the mouth. Then i ripped his puny balls off him and put em in marshalls hand. A week later i realized what i had done and cryed. I cryed like a little bitch girl. |