I’m sorry buddy but you’ve got to go...now.
You make my flesh creep....just so unattractive with your fat body and hairy legs.
This is just not working for me, with you hanging around my kitchen, always in the pantry! Just waiting to leap out and attack me.
I never said you could move in.
I never said you could move in.
It is OVER!!!
I have taken out a hit on you...
I have taken out a hit on you...
I want him to take you down!
My "hitman" just left. We don't only have flying cockies sneaking in, we have baby mice too. I don't think I will get much sleep any more, will have to leave the pantry door open for the cats!
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