Tobi, I did your stupid dare. I hope you're fucking happy.

I'm sharing a room with, uh, Master. The freak says he's doing it to keep me 'out of trouble.' I think he's just a homo. Seriously, he's been hitting on fucking Tobi all week. Fag.

Uh, I haven't seen my doll for a long fucking while. Is... is that bad?

Neji? ... shitwhatshisname-- Ugly dude? Do you losers have it?

Hey, Itachi, you around? C'mere.

I need talk to you, man. It's... important.

ETA:

Next person to touch, hug, grope, grab, pinch, cuddle, lick or fondle me without my fucking permission gets their throat slit. Just putting that out there.

This... this fucking sucks.  I mean, okay, this crap always sucked--who wants to be stuck with a bunch of faggy losers?--but some shithead monster just tried to smash my head open with a golfclub.

This is fucking ridiculous and I'm tired of dealing with this shit, man. Fuck, it's bad enough I haven't made a sacrifice--and I really fucking need to ( Read more... )

Yeah, so, who's the cocksucker who dragged me here? Not that I'm complaining--being dismembered was fucking lame motherfucking leaf-nin, but dude, what... what the fuck am I wearing? And where the hell's my pike?