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Puff was doing so well. He'd been sober for 386 years. Old Fuzzknuckle just had to go and say the wrong thing. He always was a bad seed, what with his red beard. A real ginger - soulless, nothing but pure fire inside. Did he ever stop to think of how his actions would effect the other woodland inhabitants? Last time Puff fell off the wagon he ran off to Vegas and married a stripper. Shelonda never was able to adjust to life in the Woodland.
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Gingers have souls!
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