Well I know that it may look like I am dreaming about my baby Zooey, the unfortunate truth of the matter is that I was faking it. Yes, all you girls know exactly what that means. Guys, don't worry, one day, you'll still never catch on. I knew what was about to go on in the next room. That twinkletwat is such a dirty creature. He's a dog. And he even looks like one right now. They make me sick to my stomach. Maggie told me earlier (as if I give a shit) that she wants to have a baby with Param. How it is possible that they don't both turn each other off is beyond me.
That's it. She did it. She killed me. Those noises last night were the last straw. I had an aneurism. At least it was a quick death. That's what I thought at least, until the haze went away and I remember I had gone into a haunted house. Annoying side effects. I was ready to be free to haunt Maggie and similar nitwits forever more. |
I noticed Maggie and Param FINALLY having marital issues today. I am hoping she has finally realized how goddamn stupid she was for getting married to a werewolf. He's scratching the couch like a dog. She was horrified, but all she did was yell at him? No. One day I'll be strong enough to avenge the couch with a haunting curse. |
This look right here is going to cause the end of my happiness, I know it. She looks like she's about to Ralph. Fucking hell the devil spawn is actually going to be here to torture me soon. I was hoping the spell I cast on Maggie to make her ovaries shrivel up and die would have worked. This is some bullshit!