Who ate my pickles? ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ


Wanna know how i got these scaws? my fathew was… a dwinkew. Awnd a fiend. Awnd owne night he goes off cwaziew than usuaw. Mommy gets the kitchen knife tuwu defend hewsewf. He doesn’t wike thawt. Not-one-bit. So – me watching – he takes the knife tuwu hew, waughing whiwe he does iwt! tuwns tuwu me, awnd he says, “why so sewious, son?” cowmes at me with the knife… “why so sewious?” he sticks the bwade in my mouth… “wet’s put a smiwe own thawt face!” and…why so sewious?"