You ever been hit by a Ford F150 xlt? Yeah well me neither, i was hit by a beetle... A FUCKING BEETLE! Who wouldve guessed that one of those fucking fuckass cars can go nearly over 200 mph, not me, that's for sure. Anyway i died, turns out you CANNOT tank that shit.
So now youre probably guessing why im telling you this right? One because the person writing this is an absolute idiot, and because I'm Kevin THE -motherfucking- Bored. Two because inner monologue gives me absolute fucking aura, and three, because I'm standing right in front of satan herself while she laughed at how i died- crazy right, who wouldve thought satan is actually a 5'9 black woman who looks like a stud. IS THAT A FUCKING STRAP-ON!? You know what, im not even gonna ask.
"Phew- An- pfft- anyway, my favorite ginger twink, I've reviewed your life and decided, well fuck it, might as well give your ass anoter chance. For funzies, oh and try not to be suicidal this time or when you come back im gonna take your dick right after i show you how sounding works, got it? No? Too bad."
Basically, im now a 3 year old boy... And im still ginger... MY PARENTS ARE BLACK DAMNIT! WHY AM I WHITE AND PASTEY!? One more thing... I think I'm stuck in Fumi's Fanfic... I can tell that idiot- my bad, that ni- fuck, yeah, its her.
Wait a fucking minute, YOURE ONLY 250 WORDS IN!!! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU-