Dear Chee-zit,
Today I went to my grandma's house. She is fat. She is fat very much. She
is fat very very much. When I went in her house. She had a knife. She was
killing the microwave. When I saw her. She screamed. She screamed loud. She
screamed loud very much. She screamed loud very very much. She killed me.
It hurt. It hurt a lot. It hurt a lot a lot.
After I died. My mom came in. I had a scorpion with me. Mommy screamed. She
screamed very much. She screamed very very much. Then Mommy cursed at my
pet scorpion. He was sad. He was sad very much. He was sad very very much.
I was mad at Mommy because she had killed him. So I cooked Mommy in the
microwave. That night I had roasted Mommy for dinner. When I put a piece
of Mommy up to my mouth it cursed at me. It was still alive! I screamed.
I screamed a lot. I screamed very a lot.
The next day. I went to the park. There was a kid about to go down the slide.
I killed him. I killed him very much. His mommy was sad. His mommy was very
sad. His mommy was sad a lot. She cursed at me. I cursed at her back. She
died. She died very much. She died very very much.
After that I went to Kme's house. She was holding DJ's head in her hands.
I stuck my hand in Kme's mouth. She turned into a frog. She turned into a
frog very much. Kme looked like my teacher. I kissed her and she turned into
a prince very much, very very much. Kme died. Then I died. Then the sink
died. Then my horse died.
Well I guess I have to go now. I am going to dee-der in my bed. I am going
to dee-der in it a lot. I am going to dee-der in it very a lot.
Yours dumbly,
Bull (or Zit-chee)