subsistence in the redhouse next to the whoajeeezus building
went from the worst to even more so when "goodchristine"
actualized her jealousy of eviltrolljuly by stealing evil's damn
badpoodle. he was her fluffy little woobie come to life, and
his existence kept evil out of the murf murf's face. it was with
interest the murf murf noted the following events chez redhouse.

the murf murf first became aroused when
he saw this post from his vigilant missy

disturbing correspondence from goodchristine to evil