söndag 23 september 2012

phone(y)?

Hell yes!
I just can't believe what I find in old garbage trucks!
A phone! A living functional cellphone! I've been calling people all day pretending to be Freddie Mercury! :)
Being a mutaded cheeto-hobo is a life I would never trade!
(perhaps if thay gave my a couple of bags with "you know what")

well whatever... I guess I gonna spend the night with some ant-chrusing or somethin'

Eat a cheeto folks!

lördag 22 september 2012

The King?

hehe...
Seriously...
I managed to save another bag of brothers today.
But they were ungrateful bitches!! They just kept laying around after I released them to freedom!
So I ate them as a punishment! So I guess I'm sort of a canibal now?


Is that weird...? Well I don't give a f*ck.

I managed to get a hold of some cd:s some stupid teenager threw down the sewer (near my lair)
On the cover it's a handsome looking fella' with black smooth hair...
Don't know who "The King" is, but his voice is golden as a cheeto for sure. ;)

onsdag 19 september 2012

Hooked up!

well... This is awkward...
I've been living here underground for quite a while,
And first now I managed to steal a small kids laptop and
dig out this neighborhoods internet-cable so I could
hook up and surf the net!! Wohoo!

Seriously! Do you know how shitty it is to know
nothing about the world?! espicaly when you are a 

mutated cheeto... It's fucked upp, I can assure you.

You probably wonder how this happened..?
I mean, I should be in someones stomach, or been pooped out at least right?
Well, fuck that.

Well Im to tired right now to write down my very short and freaky lifestory.
I'll probably do it later or somthn. 


Keep your cheetos inside folks! Or I might take them! ;)