Lalalala. I was having my yoozhe evening. I allowed my Grapefruit to rest on the counter, just hanging out like G-fruits like to do. This was the last sign my Texas homey that I remember.
Hey little guy! Anyway, I turned my back for maybe a smidgeon of one nanosecond. And then maybe watched my show for the tiniest of hours, or what not. Then when I wanted to check on Fruity G, I discovered- TOTALLY UNSAFE FOR HUMAN EYES TO VIEW, GRAPHIC CSI-LIKE SNUFF DEPICTION-BETTER PEEK THROUGH YOUR HAND COVERING YOUR FACE-PREPARE TO CLICK AWAY QUICKLY
OH NOES!!!!!! FRUITY G!!!!!!!
WHAT CAN IT BE/ IT’S A MIRAGE/I’M TELLIN ALL Y’ALL IT’S
You know, if this were actually a joke, I would have gone the extra Jennifer mile and made miniature crime-scene tape. But it is deadly ass serious, and I don’t appreciate your town. Oh Fruity G.