Super fat... 36D, 36, 36!!
They're freakin' hot but they stink.
Mom brought one of them to her office this morning.
Muahahaha *rubs hands*... ehehehehe... ngek ngek ngek *raising & dropping eyebrows*~
Ok quit it I sound like a rapist.
One of mom's clients gave us castrated chickens (supposed to make them grow fat).
Mom gave the
Then mom came back and said, "Let's slaughter it."
Turned out that the
"So... who's gonna cut it's neck?" she asked.
NO!!!! THERE WILL BE NO CHICKEN BLOOD SPILLING IN MY HOUSE!!!
"You 3 guys?" she pointed at dad, Brian and Damien.
Dad proposed that Brian holds its legs, dad holds its body and Damien slits its throat.
And they laughed.
One bunch of sadistic chicken-eaters.
Brian wants to slit its throat.
I shan't eat chicken for the rest of the month.
P/S: Finished Lemony Snicket's 2 book already... bored.
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