i walked into the room. it was dark. GRANDPA IS THAT YOU?! I'm actually not mentally stable so i aTE MY GRANDPA. In all seriousness, i walked into the bathroom to find little timmy taking a shit. I screamed. "AHHH! LITTLE TIMMY LOCK THE DOOR!" i yelled.
"WHY?! IM A FREE MAN! THIS IS A FREE COUNTRY!" he yelled back.
Ugh he's so annoying.
"DAD!!" i yelled, walking downstairs. I froze. i saw something that i never though i would see. my father, Hugh Janus, in his crossdressing outfit, dead on the floor. he must've been getting ready to go to the club. I sighed. he was annoying anyway. i grabbed an apple, stepping over his leg, and went upstairs. mom mustve been at work so i was a free woman tonight. But what would i do with little timmy? as i was thinking about what i would do with lil t, i looked over to find him standing in the hallway.
"hey little timmy, whatcha got behind your back?" i questioned. he then, threw a cup at my face. i picked it up and chucked it his head, knocking him out. Well that solves my problem with lil t.
