After the house was cleaned up, Earmuffs decided to visit Shaniquay and Soccermom, leaving Mish and Mishty alone in the house. "AY YO BITCH!" Mish yelled to Mishty. "U WOT M8?!" She yelled back. "LET'S DO THE FRICKLE FRACKLE SKIDDLY BOOP!" Mish screamed with a little too much enthusiasm. "O HECK YEAH!" Mishty replied.
Both of the marshmallows squished themselves. Because that is how you do the frickle frackle skiddly boop.
Suddenly a baby marshmallow squished its way out of Mishty. "II'S ALIVE!!" Mish screamed. "It is Mishio, our son. Mishty told Mish.
It was at this moment that Earmuffs walked into the house and saw Mish, Mishty, and Mishio. "Damn Daniel, back at it again with the procreation station." Earmuffs said, looking down at the marshmallow-y mess. "Who the hell is this fucker?" Earmuffs asked gesturing to the third marshmallow. "Boi this is Mishio, our son, boi." Mish sassed."Jesus fucking Lord. Three shitty marshmallows is a damn crowd."
"EY FUCK U MAYN." Mishty screamed
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The Tragic Story of Mish
RomanceAn unlikely love quickly turns into a horrific tragedy right before Mish's poorly drawn-on eyes. ON HIATUS, MAY BE DISCONTINUED IDK