im sorry for your grief

You don’t have friends because I ate them all *reachs for another cookie* cookie: Heeeeeelp meeeeeeee (om nom nom) next is you cooookie…… *reaches for you*

LOGIC DOES NOT LET YOU DO THAT… Oh well

“wow your a tricky one” *quickly snatches shot gun away from you and brings out rpg* BETCH I WILL BLOW YOU TO PEICES, PUT YOU BACK TOGETHER WITH EDIBLE TAPE THAT TASTES LIKE COOKIES AND LEAVE ONE PEICE THAT YOU EYEBALL IS ON AND MAKE YOU WATCH ME EAT YOU. THEN AFTER IT EAT YOUR EYEBALL