The Tragic Story of Mish

Chapter 5-The Great Separation

Earmuffs used a large computer mouse to separate Mish and Mishty so that they would not be able to talk to each other or trash her house. "Now I have to clean up the house you wankers." Earmuffs said to the pair of marshmallows as she placed some shredded pillows into a garbage bag. "Sorry not sorry m8." Mish casually said, watching Earmuffs while she started to scrub his shit out of the oven. "No one gives a cockwomble you shitpouch spunktrumpet piss stain." Mishty replied. "Deary me, who the heck do you think you are?" Earmuffs replied, mildly offended. "I know I'm not you, you twally-washer." Mishty said. "Sod off you arsebadger!" Earmuffs angrily yelled at Mishty. "You first, you wallaper twat waffle!" Mishty screamed at Earmuffs. "Wank off you jebend fucknugget!" Earmuffs bellowed. "Fuckety bye you tosspot cumbubble wazzock!" Mishty roared. Eventually Mish couldn't take it anymore and yelled at Earmuffs and Mishty so they would stop screaming because it was getting on his nerves.