I like caterpillars. Today I saw one at a pet store, with a cage and everything, for 5 cents.
It was pretty. I bought it. But then it didn't like it's cage. i took it out and made it a home in my mom's bra. But evidently my mom doesn't like having fuzzy animals in her bra. Now I'm grounded. Stupid caterpillar. I put the caterpillar back in it's cage, but then it ate my siters wedding cake. I don't think my right buttock will ever the same... Stupid caterpillar. No wonder i got it so cheap. I tryed to give it back to the pet shop. It had gone out of business. Surprise, surprise. Then I tryed to give it to my friend. He said it was ugly. I'm beginning to agree with him. I named my caterpillar fuzzy. I bought another caterpillar. Maybe it willl teach fuzzy some manners. I named it Sydney. Fuzzy killed Sydney. I tryed to flush Sydney down the toilet. Now theres shit all over the floor. I hate fuzzy. I tryed to kill him. He bit my finger off. I don't like caterpillars.