Blorp, the dreary winter
Contemplating my existence in this town over the endless shimmering winter landscape, I decided to visit my new friends to get a new, fresh outlook on things.
Since Beardo moved in right goddamn next to me, I barged into his house without a second thought to common courtesy.
Well remind me not to fuck you, like Gwen, Vesta, and Merengue.
I thought Merengue was classier than that.
We all make mistakes.
trying to get into my pants via genuine appreciation of interior design...
Dick.
With ElDorito as disappointing as humanity, I catch a ride to my premium escape island vistaroo.
The taxi boating bus grapist already passive aggressively loathing my existence, masking his lifelong escalating rage due to constant rejection from the beautiful people, resulting in serial rapery on his off-time when he isn't busy supporting his wife and daughter.
(Which he does, #1 priority! What a guy.)
I'll be sure to visit with them and sell choking hazards to your children whilst they cater to my stay.
Progressive romance on the moonlit bridge.
This reminds me that I should change my outfit.
This lead me to further introspection. Perhaps my general creephole demeanor was affecting my new neighbor's attitudes towards the white-skinned human that had stepped off the bus and declared herself ruler of the town.
Perhaps they weren't seeing the real Blorp because I wasn't showing them the real Blorp.
It was time to change my ways, and truly begin anew.
... by eavesdropping
Cheating on Patty... Merengue.
Cheaters get what they deserve.
... dressing up like a bear
Wheeeeee!
... and shouting in their faces
Please take me with you.
Please let me go.
What am I going to do?
until the next
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