Hey Lockcock. I’m sorry I lost my temper earlier. You’re right, it’s not your fault that this apartment is a mess. I’ve been doing some talking with a couple of friends of mine. You remember Goddess Cranwell and Goddess Nikki, right? I think we s
I heard a rumor that Queen Alex was feeling a little sad for some reason. I hope that making fun of this pig tonight before Thursday Night Smother Sesh cheers her up!
I thought I could beat a woman at chess, but she put me in my place and reduced me to tears. This is my public apology, and my recognition of my own inferiority. Thank you for making me your chess bitch.
