And if you fuck with me, I'll kill ya! Especially any a you cats out there. I'm just waitin to bust outta this jar and getcha. Bitches.
That is all.
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A Childish Charlatan's Charades About Chicago. (Formerly: A myopic misanthrope's misadventures in Massachusetts.)
4 comments:
I think that perhaps Bruce needs some anger management courses.
Perhaps Bruce has male self-esteem issues. Or lots of testosterone. Or maybe he's just hungry.
B.
Bruce the Beta? That's what the fish at my parents' house is named! AAAAHHHHH!! Now there's TWO of him! You met the other one over the X-mas trip...
~Jen G.
Our first fish was Bob the Beta, then we added Betty the Beta, but Bruce came along after the other two died... Getting fish was part of our parents' midlife crisis, in which they got us LOTS of new pets. Silly parents.
~Jen G.
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