Lord Toothy #housemates #obelix

The day of reckoning is coming

I am free

and let go. I still have everything stored down to the smallest detail in the realms of my senses

so the day of reckoning is postponed

for one person it's like that for another person it's like that.

It comes to light and so on and so forth.

I stay authentic and I don't leave anything out.

this time we're really tough. Bold. Bold.

Things are called by their names and so on.

everything.... you feel me, every fucking thing

Who do you think you are? Shut up! Shut the fuck up!

You push me around and want me to crawl all the way into your brown stinking guts and scratch your balls and you can push me around and everything and I'm supposed to play your slave and clean up and everything and just move around quietly on velvet paws and I'm supposed to be all transparent and everything and everything

so that you keep control and know exactly what I'm doing; of course you'd love to look inside my head and all that and in truth you're already desperately pining for me and regretting your pathological mania that you've diligently trained yourself for over decades. You stupid pig you. Just let me go and leave me alone

I hate your guts

Scum

I find you so unbelievably repulsive

you're a disgusting impetuosity and lifeless

it all sticks to you, you're so corrosive

like a fat dumpling floating through the ether and totally out of it

so you are

a meatball

Your t-shirts are too tight and too short; you look like a cartoon character and the single tooth in your lower jaw that you still have looked completely lost I wonder why it looks like a milk tooth and why it looks so white and so on.

I hardly ever understand what you say. You mumble all the time.

How do you manage to work in the call center for 15 years and are so toothless that no one can understand you at all?

You look like Obelix, only Obelix was much smarter and understandable and not as stupid and impudent as you.

Your diet is also completely fucked up, and your girlfriend from Asia is just messing with you. You don't seriously believe that this is a real relationship. You've really blown a fuse.

Once a month you go out after work and the rest of the time you're just in your broken-down hovel, staring into the tube, jerking off, eating, farting, and quacking with that Asian chick who talks you up and you're blind. Maybe there's something wrong with your eyes?

You're nothing and now you're standing there looking stupidly at your TV and you're constantly jerking off you poor pig.

Your uptight moaning is so extremely annoying. You are such a pathetic sausage.

I know you want us to hear you fondle yourself, you ugly, fat toad.

I put a spell on you. The effects will come. Just wait. The nightmares haunt you. They drive you mad. You make a deal with the devil out of complete desperation and greed and then it's your turn and you don't even realize it, you fart knot.

Your landlord doesn't know what to do with you either. He's kind-hearted, but he'll kick you out soon. That will be your reckoning.