>this thread is still up
You fucks are gonna be the death of me.
>Foamy did his best to ignore his roommate. She was a basic bitch at best, an obnoxious slut at worst. But there were some times when he just couldn't ignore her.
>Like, for instance, when she left food containers and detritus all over the house.
>"Hey, FATASS! Come out of your room and clean this shit up!"
>"Whuh?" Germaine, still not functional at three in the afternoon, emerged from her chambers in a cloud of pot-smoke. Her cheeks were puffy, red and swollen from last night's drinking binge, nearly jowls--and her tits, unhindered by a bra, swung loose and saggy with added flesh, slapping against the doorframe.
>"Fuckin... You clean it. I'm too depressed today." She yawned, farted and scratched her swollen pale belly. She'd shaved her head again, doubtless in the same knee-jerk, reactive way she had before. History repeating itself, even in their new universe.
>Foamy began to live up to his name, fingers clutching wildly. "You... fucking... fat... SLOB! I will not live in this filth!"
>"Yeah, well... You're just being a male oppressor." Slam. The heavy shuffle of Germaine's bloated thighs could be heard behind the door, and then a meaty WHUMPF as her massive bulk collapsed on the bed.
>Foamy's eye twitched. Fingers steepled, he began to monologue.
>"So, you like to eat, huh? You stupid bitch. I've had enough.of your privileged shenanigans. Today is the day Foamy takes his revenge!"
>Scuttling up to the phone, he dialled a certain local pizza parlor. "Yes? This is, uh, Germaine's squirrel. I'd like ten large pies... I don't care what toppings. Whatever you'd feed to a pig. Just send them!"
She can have hair or not depending on what you guys want, I figure this universe is unstable enough from all the reboots that it just grows back instantly sometimes.
