RIP BORIS.
i was upstairs thinking about how i hadnt fed boris in a really long time and i was scared to look in his cage because i didnt want to see him dead. at that same second my dad called up and told me boris died. it was weird.
me and drew had some fun with him.
i remember one time we wanted to see if he could fly so we put him in a tuperware container and taped a bag to the top then chucked him across the room. he dropped like a fucking rock.
we made him warrior armor out of foil, and pirate ships,he could swim like a beast.
hahahaha...
we tortured him so much.
i feel bad.
im sorry juli.