RIP Stimpy. May 2002 - October 28, 2002. Died of torture unknown brought upon him by an evil ghetto monster. He didn't deserve to go that way, and once again I was away when he needed me most. I'll miss him dearly...I loved that fish more than I love our cat.
Yeah, so my (ex) ghetto roomate and I got into a giant fight because she didn't know how to act right. She called me a dumb bitch. I told her to shut her ghetto ass up. Then she grabbed one of those ghetto combs (you know, the ones with 3 teeth missing and the long pick at the end) and had the pick all up in my face. She would really have messed me up if her friends weren't there to hold her back. I ran for the RA's room, but he wasn't there. So I bounced. Fast. I had places to be anyway. Andre went back with me a few hours later so I could get some sleepover stuff (there was no way I was going to stay there anymore), and my poor Stimpy was belly up and floating. The tank's cover was half off, and th
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