I’m Big Scary Skeleton

Just bashed on some random elf tbh

The fuckhog passed away last night. If I could fry I would be but I’m tough as shit so I don’t really even actually care all that much about my fuckhog anyway.

I hope they kill me with a big mallet. But spare my fuckpig. He has done no wrong and also I want him buried alive with my bone dust. And don’t worry, he’ll have a copy of banjo kazooey. I thought about this.

All I am anymore is just a big bone. not even "and some bullshit." That's it. I'm just a skull.

I can’t lay eggs and I must scream or whatever the hell that stupid book was called.

I hunger and yet I have no belly to fill. At least I can live vicariously through my fuckhog. I love him. I like to feed him hog lard and watch him get big and round. I like watching him roll around on the floor and stuff. Had a crow pecking on my skull today and it really pissed me off. Think I have a cavity to work on and everything. I fucking hate being the big scary skull sometimes everyone’s out to fucking get you. Shit ain’t easy.

Absolutely fucked in the skull hole right now

Does anyone have a spare $3300 for the swarovski crystal shrek set? I need them.