LOVE THE STORY!
You must write a book about it!
Now my story.
I was at work, (hangin for the tv with piles of COFFEE!)
But a Jehoseva-Whitnes with strange goat-likelegs and two horns on his head jumped in my roomand grabbed my cup of coffee!
I WAS PRITTY MAD
HE DRUNK IT ALL UP!
I SAID GO TO BLOODY HELL YOU BLOODY JEHOSEVA-ASSHOLE!
And I grabbed my sofa and smahed it to his ugly bloody thing that SUPPOSED to be a face, BUT IT WAS SOOO UGLY!!!
And he was death Jan!
Ah woman screeamed YOU KILLED MY SOCK!
I said that was not a sock, but a demonic Jehoseva-Whitnes.
The moman said OOOOOH THANK YOU! YOUR MY HERO!
And then we had a great time in bed.
THE BLOODY END!