Within half a second, I can hear the screams from inside. Jesus fucking Joseph, do they really have to do that? There are neighbors. Mrs Harrington from across the street needs her beauty sleep. Shoving my hand in my pocket, I check to make sure my little treat for these girls is still there and I’m glad to find that they are. An evil smile pulls at my lips as I quietly slip through the door, being careful not to let Chunky Monkey slip in. She whines in protest and I slowly shake my head at her antics. Bitches can be so needy, am I right?
I hope he keeps the dog hahahahaha
