Spreadable. Edible. Good when drunk.
Oh look a question.
I hate it. My father said it best. Seriously, no one said it quite like my old man. He was seven and said “It.” and in that moment, I was in awe….then my father came in, pointing to a wheel a cheese and yelled “It.” He also wondered why I would kidnap the elderly. I smirked venomously, telling him that I have found the old man that could overthrow the tyrannical cheese. After spitting out the king cobra, me and my old companions began beating the cheese lord, simply known as “it” along it’s….wheel….and….top of it’s wheel…My father could just watch helplessly, wondering why I had to always ruin my birthday parties like this.
Way to bring up a sore subject.
I went out to socialize. Quite overrated, considering how many times I had to go inside to socialize. False advertising I say…only once…
This is how I look at kids at restaurants.
Do you cook? If so, what are your best dishes?
I am actually one of the best cannibal cooks this side of the Horsehead Nebula. I make a mean chicken in a cone. Considering I used it to kill a homeless man and steal a lollipop from a child, it stuck to it’s reputation.
So Birdy, what is your opinion on life?
Try to imagine a big world, and in this big world are people, living normal lives. Now imagine all of these people discover that there is no Santa. All at the same time. Mass. Suigenehomocide. Eating glass no less. That and you have a sick imagination.
So my opinion is that life doesn’t give me enough cake, so I hate it. Next question.
Shiro would never understand. This is what they wanted.
My biggest fan…of seal death.
What was your most traumatic childhood experience?
When my uncle would make me sit on his lap. In an alley. I don’t have an uncle.