Shits starting to get real old. I know it's only day three, but the constant stress of knowing he's still out there is starting to get to me. I mean, fuck, I'm hearing mouse traps snap that don't snap, I feel them crawling on me in my sleep, hell, beautiful women are starting to look like furry white rodents. You ever get the feeling like you're being watched? That's what this is like, only with beady little demon eyes.
There's one way, and only one way to describe this mouse. He's an arrogant son of a bitch. Its gotten to the point where he's just fucking with us for shits and giggles. Last night we had a search party in here looking for the damn thing. A fucking search party. This little mangey bastard's no bigger than any of the shits I take, yet he's the one whose got girls on their hands and knees and not me... Ladies, he's a fuckin mouse for crying out loud, you can do better.
Anyways, I'm beginning to believe this mouse was sent by the devil or something, cause you know what, I STILL HAVEN'T SEEN HIM. Either he's the fastest motherfucker alive, or Mucc is having some kind of psychotic episode. Seriously, no one else has seen this mouse. We've heard him, but I'm beginning to believe my co-blogger is some kind of mouse whisperer or something and that he's seducing him in Mouseletongue to make him come out of hiding.
Either way, I'm tired of living in fear. I'm sick of Mickey Mouse bossing me around. At first, he was just an innocent rodent trapped in the vents of the Clav Cave, but now, now it's personal. Now he's just being arrogant. I said it before and I'll say it again, this motherfucker knows he's better than me. He knows that no matter what I do, he'll always be one step ahead. Well, I tell you what, I bet Mickey and his fuckin crew are reading this right now laughing their asses off. It's not funny anymore. Your reign of terror is o-v-e-r.
P.S. You're smarter than our traps, I get that, but just know, I'm prepared to kill you with my bare hands. Ask Mucc, he'll tell you. I'm one crazy motherfucker...
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There's one way, and only one way to describe this mouse. He's an arrogant son of a bitch. Its gotten to the point where he's just fucking with us for shits and giggles. Last night we had a search party in here looking for the damn thing. A fucking search party. This little mangey bastard's no bigger than any of the shits I take, yet he's the one whose got girls on their hands and knees and not me... Ladies, he's a fuckin mouse for crying out loud, you can do better.
Anyways, I'm beginning to believe this mouse was sent by the devil or something, cause you know what, I STILL HAVEN'T SEEN HIM. Either he's the fastest motherfucker alive, or Mucc is having some kind of psychotic episode. Seriously, no one else has seen this mouse. We've heard him, but I'm beginning to believe my co-blogger is some kind of mouse whisperer or something and that he's seducing him in Mouseletongue to make him come out of hiding.
Either way, I'm tired of living in fear. I'm sick of Mickey Mouse bossing me around. At first, he was just an innocent rodent trapped in the vents of the Clav Cave, but now, now it's personal. Now he's just being arrogant. I said it before and I'll say it again, this motherfucker knows he's better than me. He knows that no matter what I do, he'll always be one step ahead. Well, I tell you what, I bet Mickey and his fuckin crew are reading this right now laughing their asses off. It's not funny anymore. Your reign of terror is o-v-e-r.
P.S. You're smarter than our traps, I get that, but just know, I'm prepared to kill you with my bare hands. Ask Mucc, he'll tell you. I'm one crazy motherfucker...
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