Okay. Dolt Boym is asleep. He is ine for some serious hurting nowb.
For all twob years of my life I have put up with his crap. Hamster this Hamster that. I'm a GERBIL. G-E-R-B-I-L. Here's a clue idiot. Gerbils are neat and clean. Hamsters have more hair on their back than Khalid Sheik Muhammed.
He fed me that stuffm like I was another loser species. A Guinea pig. What the hell?
Sure I can talk and read now but I feel woozy and the only one I can talkx to is him. That's not a real big help.
I'm going to plot his downfalle carefully. At first I thought, just feed him gel whilst he sleeps. Too easy and it might make him smarter. Relatively speaking that is. I'll get him but not that way.
I do feel a little guilty because he has fed me all these years. Here's a tip though. We don't really like old toilet paper rols. We chew the to humor you. Paper towel rolls okayz.
I peed on him to get him mad but the crapping was sort of a thank you before I do him in. He runsi around saying "how great is poo holes? How great is poo holes?" so I showed him my poo hole.
P.S. Sorry for the typos. My tail kept hitting extrau keys and I didn't feelr like editingz.