Love? I don't know is there such a thing?

I honestly don't have a first love (as in a person. I could go for something cliche and talk about theater or jesus but thats boring) Instead I will tell you a story


Once upon a time in a land called Guhnok there lived a strange man named Elvy. Elvy owned a 1937 chevy toyombola. It was equipped with a special gun called a poopsqueeze. Basically it was a bird with a beak and two talons made of gold. He slowly ate the vine until the scent of burberry wood and pine stole him away to the mystic isles of the cantanonian indians. He killed them with puff and gruff and he blew there house down. This didn't last long because the gnats and gurgerhimen ate his flesh until he was nothing smaller than a large ant inside a small farm and all he wanted was the scent of one named tamatuth. He loved her.

He loved her.

He loved her.

and then he killed her.

Fuck bitches.