I'm BAAAAACK!

Yeah. That's about it.

Oh right, I have to put in some content before... HE comes back. And kills me. PERMANENTLY, this time. You know who I'm talking about. SANTA CLAUS.


So... let's play a game!

It goes like this:

Player 1: I have cheese.

Player 2: I make your cheese moldy. I have a rocketship.

Player 3: I set the controls to send you into the sun. I have ten bajillion dollars.

I'll start.

I have a machine gun.

I take the bullets.

I have cake.

Its from your 3rd birthday.

I have a McDonalds Franchise

I replace it with Starbucks.

I have a published novel.

I blow up the factory where they are being printed, I have a comfy couch

i sabotage it and replace springs with nails i have a coffee

I drop a dead rat in the pot.

I have a dead rat.

((welcome back Zen))

your hawk only eats live rats.

I have a swimming pool

I fill it with acid.(the bad kind)

I have a compuper.

The pup pees all over the rest of it.

I have ten toes.


(Thanks, Abak.)