July 2, 2011 by Kim
I could sit here and play nice and ask you how your day was going and if you slept OK last night, but I think I’m going to cut straight to the chase.
I let it slide when you demolished Spongebob Squarepants… I managed to look the other way when you consumed Diego’s feet…. I merely cussed you out and banished you to your cage when you gutted Patrick and offed 1-Antler Reindeer… But this has REALLY got to stop.
What, pray tell, did the Hulk ever do to you?!?! and, while I’m thinking about it, what IS it with you and the left foot? Is there a little collection stashed away somewhere of your victim’s left feet. Can you give me a heads up, because that is something I’d REALLY rather not stumble upon.
Beast, I will not turn a blind eye to your vicious attacks anymore… These senseless act of violence can NOT go on! Dickie loved each and every one of these poor souls. Is it Dickie? Is this your way of getting to him? Are you trying to hurt him by hurting the ones he loves? Should I send some kind of warning to Justin Bieber???
This morning, I awoke and had to clean up a mixture of Beast puke mixed with action figure limbs. Have you hit rock bottom yet? I really think you need help, but only you can take that first step. You have to want it, Beast.
In closing, I would just like to say that I love you, Beast… but you really kind of suck right now!