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Ass, College, and Confused: let-the-phoenix-fly: malfkoys my cat has been fucking playing me for weeks, playing me like a fucking harp. I feed my cat twice a day with prescribed diet food because she's really fat and doesn't know when she's full so she never stops eating usually when I come home from class she is all over me like the whore of babylon all over me putting on a pity party and trying to get me to sin and give her more food but no matter what I only feed her the amount of food for her prescribed diet, but after awhile i started noticing that she wasn't loosing weight at all and was actually just getting fatter, so I called the vet pissed and i'm just like the fuck she's still getting fat. so I switched her to another diet food and that still didn't work and I was so confused and frustrated like what is wrong with this cat? so a couple weeks go by and I start noticing that I go through bags of food really fast like a week fast and I remembered how I thought that was so weird like l God honest could not figure out why the food disappeared so fast (my former naive and innocernt mind) well y'all ready here's the fucking climax-the other day my class was canceled and I come downstairs at like noonish and do you know what I see when I get down? I see my fucking cat sitting in the food bin. with my own two eyes I see her sitting in the fucking food bin. my spoiled ass cat has been eating like a fucking queen and living it the fuck up while I'm in class and then pretends like she's hungry when i get home. and you know what's the real kicker? when she leaves the lid gets knocked shut which is why i never caught onto her scam. she's fucking been working the system and playing the food game right under my fucking nose like i want to scream and now I have to call the vet and the morning and explain to him how, a well educated adult in college. got one-upped in intelligence by my fucking cat Read the whole thing what kind of posts do u want cause my stats been like bye bye
Ass, College, and Confused: let-the-phoenix-fly:
 malfkoys
 my cat has been fucking playing me for weeks, playing me like a fucking
 harp. I feed my cat twice a day with prescribed diet food because she's
 really fat and doesn't know when she's full so she never stops eating
 usually when I come home from class she is all over me like the whore of
 babylon all over me putting on a pity party and trying to get me to sin and
 give her more food but no matter what I only feed her the amount of food
 for her prescribed diet, but after awhile i started noticing that she wasn't
 loosing weight at all and was actually just getting fatter, so I called the vet
 pissed and i'm just like the fuck she's still getting fat. so I switched her to
 another diet food and that still didn't work and I was so confused and
 frustrated like what is wrong with this cat? so a couple weeks go by and I
 start noticing that I go through bags of food really fast like a week fast and
 I remembered how I thought that was so weird like l God honest could not
 figure out why the food disappeared so fast (my former naive and innocernt
 mind) well y'all ready here's the fucking climax-the other day my class
 was canceled and I come downstairs at like noonish and do you know
 what I see when I get down? I see my fucking cat sitting in the food bin.
 with my own two eyes I see her sitting in the fucking food bin. my spoiled
 ass cat has been eating like a fucking queen and living it the fuck up while
 I'm in class and then pretends like she's hungry when i get home. and you
 know what's the real kicker? when she leaves the lid gets knocked shut
 which is why i never caught onto her scam. she's fucking been working
 the system and playing the food game right under my fucking nose like i
 want to scream and now I have to call the vet and the morning and explain
 to him how, a well educated adult in college. got one-upped in
 intelligence by my fucking cat
 Read the whole thing
what kind of posts do u want cause my stats been like bye bye

what kind of posts do u want cause my stats been like bye bye

Bless Up, Boo, and Cheetos: Walter running for his daily swim One of my followers commented: โ€œwhy do dog paws smell like Fritos? I still love them ๐Ÿ˜Š.โ€ See this raise a very important issue about women and that is, if she love u, she gon find nasty things endearing, whereas if she donโ€™t fvck with u no more, she gon find nasty things HELLA NASTY. Case in point... 1) Fritos that smell like Fritos = yummy ๐Ÿ˜‚. Donโ€™t let nobody tell u different. When u was a kid and u seen them little bags with the yellow and maroon package boy it was on like all type of donkey kong. Deerishis. (2) Dog paws that smell like Fritos = bueno! Cโ€™mon now if a dog stink a lil bit thatโ€™s expected. He a animal. He ain always gon smell like rosebuds. (3) Humans that smell like Fritos = IT DEPEND ๐Ÿ˜‚. Bruv u give a girl that soul-snatching, Nani wall chakra realigning, organ rearranging deep Pipington? Where the stomach end up where a lung should be and her liver trade places with her kidney bruv? Then it donโ€™t matter no more. U could smell like Fritos. Cheetos. Bruv u could smell like a 17 lb slab of aged Camembert cheese on it, it donโ€™t matter. She gon be texting her friend the next day (with a pack of iced peas on her Nani because she canโ€™t move ๐Ÿ˜Š) talmbout โ€œGURRRRRL. WHY THIS MAN TAKE HIS DRAWLS OFF LAST NIGHT AND THE WHOLE ROOM SMELL LIKE FRITOS ๐Ÿ˜‚ lmaooo ๐Ÿ˜‚ Nah but he coming over again tonight doe ๐Ÿ˜† we in the middle of a Seinfeld marathon. We bout to get to the episode where Costanza rock the big a$$ down coat u remember that one? Anyway girl lemme holla at u AYE like my last pic if u donโ€™t mind bye boo!โ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚ But let that lil situationship end bruv? Oh now he ainโ€™t cute at all. โ€œGIRL I AM DONE WITH THAT MAN. CANโ€™T RETURN A TEXT. DONโ€™T CLIP HIS FINGERNAILS. STANKY SMELLIN A$$, I AM DONE.โ€ But her friend ainโ€™t getting them texts. Nope. Because her โ€˜friendโ€™ is at Mr. Fritoโ€™s crib, putting toilet paper around the toilet bowl so she can pee bc his place filthy ๐Ÿ˜‚. But see thatโ€™s when she knew the pipe game was beyond exquisite bc nobody would find frito smell cute unless dude was going Ham and Bananington on the Nani so she went to see for herself and now she supporting dude and paying his cell phone bill ๐Ÿ˜Š. Yโ€™all be safe now! Bless up ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
Bless Up, Boo, and Cheetos: Walter running for his daily swim
One of my followers commented: โ€œwhy do dog paws smell like Fritos? I still love them ๐Ÿ˜Š.โ€ See this raise a very important issue about women and that is, if she love u, she gon find nasty things endearing, whereas if she donโ€™t fvck with u no more, she gon find nasty things HELLA NASTY. Case in point... 1) Fritos that smell like Fritos = yummy ๐Ÿ˜‚. Donโ€™t let nobody tell u different. When u was a kid and u seen them little bags with the yellow and maroon package boy it was on like all type of donkey kong. Deerishis. (2) Dog paws that smell like Fritos = bueno! Cโ€™mon now if a dog stink a lil bit thatโ€™s expected. He a animal. He ain always gon smell like rosebuds. (3) Humans that smell like Fritos = IT DEPEND ๐Ÿ˜‚. Bruv u give a girl that soul-snatching, Nani wall chakra realigning, organ rearranging deep Pipington? Where the stomach end up where a lung should be and her liver trade places with her kidney bruv? Then it donโ€™t matter no more. U could smell like Fritos. Cheetos. Bruv u could smell like a 17 lb slab of aged Camembert cheese on it, it donโ€™t matter. She gon be texting her friend the next day (with a pack of iced peas on her Nani because she canโ€™t move ๐Ÿ˜Š) talmbout โ€œGURRRRRL. WHY THIS MAN TAKE HIS DRAWLS OFF LAST NIGHT AND THE WHOLE ROOM SMELL LIKE FRITOS ๐Ÿ˜‚ lmaooo ๐Ÿ˜‚ Nah but he coming over again tonight doe ๐Ÿ˜† we in the middle of a Seinfeld marathon. We bout to get to the episode where Costanza rock the big a$$ down coat u remember that one? Anyway girl lemme holla at u AYE like my last pic if u donโ€™t mind bye boo!โ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚ But let that lil situationship end bruv? Oh now he ainโ€™t cute at all. โ€œGIRL I AM DONE WITH THAT MAN. CANโ€™T RETURN A TEXT. DONโ€™T CLIP HIS FINGERNAILS. STANKY SMELLIN A$$, I AM DONE.โ€ But her friend ainโ€™t getting them texts. Nope. Because her โ€˜friendโ€™ is at Mr. Fritoโ€™s crib, putting toilet paper around the toilet bowl so she can pee bc his place filthy ๐Ÿ˜‚. But see thatโ€™s when she knew the pipe game was beyond exquisite bc nobody would find frito smell cute unless dude was going Ham and Bananington on the Nani so she went to see for herself and now she supporting dude and paying his cell phone bill ๐Ÿ˜Š. Yโ€™all be safe now! Bless up ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

One of my followers commented: โ€œwhy do dog paws smell like Fritos? I still love them ๐Ÿ˜Š.โ€ See this raise a very important issue about women a...