Ahem, JESSICA KILLED MY CACTUS!
Shirley had so much to live for. She was beautiful...I loved her dearly. We had our problems. The fighting, her pointed attitude, the suicide attempts. And yet somehow I always thought she'd pull through.
'Til that whore decided it might be a good idea to try and pet her. Who fucking pets a cactus? Hmm, I think I'm going to tenderly caress your spines little cactus! *stroke stroke* Why are you wobbling around precariously in your broken pot? I dunno, but I have a funny feeling as to why you just plopped lifelessly on the countertop!
Perhaps my attempt at reviving her hydroponicly will succeed. She had the audacity to poke the shit out of me while I was doing it, she had damn well better have the spunk to pull through this.
Pray for my stubborn cactus. She's in a bad way. I guess if she dies I can just blame Pecoff's injecting her full of neurotoxins for her untimely death.
'Til that whore decided it might be a good idea to try and pet her. Who fucking pets a cactus? Hmm, I think I'm going to tenderly caress your spines little cactus! *stroke stroke* Why are you wobbling around precariously in your broken pot? I dunno, but I have a funny feeling as to why you just plopped lifelessly on the countertop!
Perhaps my attempt at reviving her hydroponicly will succeed. She had the audacity to poke the shit out of me while I was doing it, she had damn well better have the spunk to pull through this.
Pray for my stubborn cactus. She's in a bad way. I guess if she dies I can just blame Pecoff's injecting her full of neurotoxins for her untimely death.