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so the other day i was just chillin outside in the grass and then like this ant came up
and was like crawlin all over me. and i was all like hhhelllooo get outta ma fur. since
when did you think its ok to sit on me? on me! the nerve! you know that moment when your
home alone and your neighbor is takin out the trash.. pfft man that is scarrry. it sounds
like thunder or an earthquake, or a lion, or a gassy fat guy. ok forget that last one.
i need to go. im off to visit my gramma. shes well my gramma shes um.. insane! shes fat
cuz she just eats and eats and eats. *isnt that what all guinea pigs do*
ugh wait a second your racist, arent you? your supposed to be my owner. what are you
racist cuz im brown and furry? huh whats with that? well anyway heres the thing. i was there
and she tried to give me cookies. but i was all like, grandma! what is your problem? guinea
pigs dont eat cookies. wait have you been eating cookies? and she was all like yah there
delicious. and then she said have you tasted meat? mmmmm delicioso! and i said grammy,
guinea pigs are herbivores. do you a need to go to the hospital? crazy grammy.. wait
are you filming me? dont film me! listen im not photogenic.. no paparazzi! get away! your
not even listening! i just vented my life to you! i cant believe you recorded that!
i can never trust you again! I- I'LL KILL YOU! you know what im outta here! dis junk
aint worth nothin to me