I need another Llamacorn to kill. I am done with anything that has CORN in its name. Sorry, but I won't be going to any vegetable gardens any time soon. Or fruits. Is corn a fruit or vegetable? I'm not taking any risks. No Olive Garden for me, no matter how damn good the bread is.
"Mitch!" Jerome shouts as he sees the Llamacorn.
"What?" I sigh, rolling my eyes.
"Why did you kill Debra?!?!?" Jerome screams, picking up the dead corpse.
I don't reply.
"Mitch?" Jerome calls out, furiously.
LIGHT IT ON FIRE.
I light Debra on fire. Then light Jerome on fire.
"Mitch, what did I tell you about lighting all your problems on fire?" Jerome sighs.
"But I didn't light ALL of them on fire... The earth is not on fire..." I mumble.
"True..." Jerome sighs.
Lachlan walks in the room.
"Got one less problem without you," I mumble.
"Mitch, I heard that." Lachlan sighs.
"WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE?!?" I shout.
"I got the stuff..." Lachlan smiles.
Oh no.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY DOODS!" Ian screams.
No.
"I BROUGHT CAKE!" Ian smiles.
No.
"YEEAAAAAA BUDDY!" Jerome screams, shoving the cake in his mouth.
"Why does this taste like Meat...?" Jerome asks, chewing on it furiously.
"Because, It's a secret ingrediant. It's Tenoudaten meat! Located in a Walmart near you!" Ian states.
"It's not tenoudaten for me... I hate meat. Get me some raw fish to rid of this awful taste!" Jerome hissed, spitting out the remains of the Tenoudaten cake.
"Mitch you should have some!" Ian shouts, shoving the pieces of cake Jerome spat out in my mouth.
I spit out every single crumb.
"NO," I shout,"I prefer my food NOT pre-chewed, thank you very much..." I sigh, gargling some mouthwash to rid the bacca spit from my mouth.
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Displeased Mitch
FanfictionI'm displeased. (From MangoKiwi's Displeased Mitch creation. It's very displeasing to see if you don't follow her yet.)
