I'm just going to watch the new Matrix movie by myself with these two pounds of raw meat and a bottle of wine. Fuck you monkeys, and your loaf of bread too.
SO YOU FINALLY TOOK THE FROZEN CAT OF YOURS, THE ONE THAT YOU KILLED COUPLE OF YEARS AGO, OUT OF THE FREZER.
REMEMBER HOW YOU WERE TRYING TO BLAME MIEAW'S TRIBE (OR HER SONS) FOR KILLING YOUR STINKING CAT BECAUSE ITS STENCH WAS DRIVING AWAY ALL THE WILD GAME THAT THEY WERE TRYING TO HUNT FOR THE WINTER SEASON MEAT HARVEST.
YET IT WAS YOU WHO KILLED YOUR KITTY, BECAUSE YOU RATHER SPEND THE MONEY ON HEROIN AND CRACK THEN ON YOUR CAT'S FOOD AND LITTER SAND.
AND NOW YOU EXPOSED YOURSELF, YOU'RE GOING TO EAT YOUR BELOVED CAT, RAW. YOU GOT SO POOR AND DESPERATE.
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH THE FUR.
WRAP IT AROUND YOUR DICK TO KEEP IT FROM GETTING LIMP. YOU'RE VERY DISGUSTING PERVERT.
BTW, I'M (WE ARE) RECORDING ALL YOUR PHONE CALLS VIA DIGITAL AUDIO SURVEILLANCE NETWORK.