Curt was being dat boi in quarantine.
(With help from Lily, xtheworkinghourx 😉)
He was bOrEd In tHe HoUsE & iN ThE hOuSe BoReD
"Ahhhddosjzxmsmamamsm" he sighed
"Shit kinda sucks and I'm only gettin bored"
Hmm excuse me
DON'T STEAL KYLE MASSEYS THUNDER
he sat on his sofa watching a pornography.... documentary on y porn is so ShIte for the environment & eating his leftover banana soup
wHeN AlL oF A sUdDeN
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
cUrt sPiLleD HiS sOuP AlL dOwN HiS fRoNt
his tummy rumbled in ANGERY LANGUAGE
he forgot he was allergic to bananas.
well fuck.
"wHo CoUld tHaT Be?!?!??!!!!" he THOUGHT
*insert Who Can It Be Now? by Men At Work HERE*
SLOWLY he walked up to the front door and opened it
THERE HE STOOD
The Roland
cUrT felt like he'd been shot in the diaphragm and attacked by an adult panther
"wHa-"
"SURPRISE BITCH, I BET YOU THOUGHT YOU'D SEEN THE LAST OF ME"
tO
Be
cOnTiNuEd
The end.
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RoLaNd iN ChAiNs
FanfictionTEARS FOR FUCKING FEARS title is based off the song 'woman in chains' cos i'm so quirky like that WARNING: may contain rlly bad jokes n definitely contains a lot of gay also how has this got so many reads omfg
