Carl: You can't defeat me
Cassata: *beaten to a bloody pulp, bruised all over, bleeding cut over his eye and nose, deep stab wound in him, overall just beaten the hell up and on the verge of dying*
Cassata: I know, but he can
Pizza: *breaks through the front doors*
Carl: S H I T
YOU ARE READING
Food Fantasy on Crack 2
RandomI really need to find better things to do with my life. Oh wait, we're in quarantine, there's nothing else for me to do. This book will probably be finished before quarantine, too.
