Food...

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Me:...I'm hungry....
Couch: then get ur fat ass up off me and go get something to eat bitch!!
Me: wait wtf! *jumps off the couch and looks at it* wait u can talk?!?!
Couch: yeah got a problem with it?!
Me:...yea and how long have u been able to talk?...
Couch: uh I guess forever...y?
Me:...*pulls out a chainsaw* bitch u can talk and stuff and didn't say anything for the longest time and we've been sitting on u!!!
Couch:...yeah...um put that away u can tear a bunch of my seams with that
Me: Yes I know now tell me can the others talk too?!?!
Couch:...hehehe why yes all us can hehehe!
Me: WTF is this place! Some kind of beauty and the beast thing?!?!
Couch: nah I'm just fucking with u I can only talk....
Me: (¬_¬)...imma tear this couch apart if it don't shut the hell up...fucken perv...*holds up the chainsaw and starts it*
Slendy: child what's with all the noise? Ahh! CHILD PUT THAT AWAY DONT PLAY WITH THOSE IN THE HOUSE! ESPECIALLY NEAR THE FURNITURE!
Me: But this couch needs to die! It's a perv and it can talk!
Slendy:...it can talk?
Me: wait u didn't know?...*looks at the couch* bitch imma tear u apart and give these pieces to the rake! Speak now or forever scream in pieces!!!!!!
Couch: AHHHH!!!OK OK OK!!! I'LL TALK I'LL TALK!! DONT HURT ME!!
Slendy:...Brother~....
Trendy: yes?
Slendy: what do u think of this couch's style?
Trendy:...kill it...kill it...KILL IT!! It's hideous!!!*picks it up and throws it out the window*
Couch: AHHHhhhhhh~....
Trendy:*teleports outside with a box of matches*...*whispers* die u sad excuse of a couch...*strikes a match and sets the couch on fire*
Couch: AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE!! OH THE PAIN THE PAIN!!...bleh*dies*
Me: well...I'm hungry...*goes into the kitchen while -somewhat singing- to Splatter party -nightcore- and opens fridge*...welp I'm out! *jumps out of the 2nd story window*

To be continued~

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