After dealing with zombie shredder (my ex best friend) and also kavaxas (demon ham) I decide to move to Hollywood to get away from all this crazy shit.
I move in into a nice ass mansion because I'm rich af.I also got a kickass iPhone 4 because I want to stay relevant like the teenage kids in Hollywood who are hip af.
I get all the cool apps like temple run and flappy bird then I also got Instagram.
"I'm a new tiger I'm not shredders hoe anymore."
When I installed the app I made an account."I hope I get 100 followers!!"
I posted the best photo I got and hope for likes. Then I get a comment from someone....
I did not like it...
Why?..
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Storie breviThis is a sad story and I don't write sad stories so enjoy this piece of shit uglies