The dumb ass sponge thing dont kno how two drive a car. so we hadto walk nd he just fuckin sang the whole damn way. i woulda walked with Sqiddy butt he rn away before my shift was ovur. we got two his fuckin house nd u kno what the fuck his fuckin house was? do yo? A FUCKIN PINEABLLE why the FUCK was it a pineable? i mezn cum on its a fruti? what evr the good newz was tat Squiddy was right next door.

i culd here the sound of his sweet ass playin claranet like a pro. dam boy like relly.

"im going over to Sqiddddyd house leaf us alon ok? we r gon fuck til mornin light." i said

"But Gothica! You said you wanted to sleep under a rock, and my friend, Patrick, lives under a rock!" Sponge thing said.

"i dunt gove a SHIT spongething,." i said

"But Gothica..." he said but i alked away beflore he cu,d say anytan eles.

I knocked on the sweet hard wood of the door of he house that the love of my life called home nd boy lemme tell you i was nervous to see if he was a neat freak or not i funkin hate beat freaks.

much to my sadness he dit open da dorr but i figured it ws cuz he culdnt here me ova the sound of that sweet clarnet. i let myself in, and nfortunly Squiddy wsn a net freak but i could learn to love him anyway. i alredy do.

i used my vamp powers to teleprt to wear he was in his room.

"Aw, what in the world why are YOU here?" he asked, shocked my the lust in my lusting eys yes.

"do not be afaid, im not hear too suck ur blood" i blushed wen i sais suck becus i am a pervert

"Okay. Will you leave me alone now?" he seems aggitated. perhaps from sexual frustrtin.

"i'll nevr leaf yyou beb." i said, looking into his mournful eyes, the color of an autumn memory, and his breath just like a gentle breeze.

He just groaned nd it tunrd me on.

"sew wear do i sleep honey? on da bed? er are u inta kinky shiet?" i giggled

the trill saga is bak bitchez and shit is going down

ta b cont.