Leftovers

Author: Broly

Date: November 29, 2003

by Broly
11-29-03
My Thanksgiving was fantastic, I got to spend time with dear family and friends.
I was offended that you didn't want to dine with me.
Sorry, I felt uncomfortable at the thought of joining you for dinner.
Why's that?
You told me you'd make a place for me in your oven, and asked what size meat thermomater fits me. All while licking your lips.
That's just a common misco- I'M GONNA EAT YOU, FOOLISH BOY.