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>>48898031Autumn is really kicking in and Mr. Muffin is living the best life a Shroomish of extraordinary size can in my backyard
>washing dishes>glance out of window and see neighbor's back door open>wait didn't there used to be a wooden fence there?>see neighbor on all-fours crawling on a leash held by that gardevoirallmywut.jpg
>it uses some sort of psychic attack on him and sends him flyingholyshit.jpg
>catches him midair with psychic power and contorts his limbs, curling them like noodles, he screams like a banchee>I get throw up into the sink >look out againitslikeacaraccidentyoucan'tlookawayfrom.exe
>more grotesque things happen to the dude then suddenly stop>glance over and see Mr. Muffin with his jaw agape half in a leave pileohgodpleaseno
>I glance back and that fucking gardevoir is glaring at him>she drops the neighbor and starts slowly floating towards my yardNOTINYOURLIFEYOUCRAZYBITCH.mp3
>Bolt out of the back door, grab Mr. Muffin (I don't keep his ball on hand) and run back inside into basement>backdoor slams shut behind me>Mr. Muffin sobs deeply and refuses to look at mebrokenwindow.mp3
>shit myself and call the police while Mr. Muffin starts scream crying and floods the room with a stun spore> thank parents for giving me an immunity to those spores>police find neighbor's severed arm in my kitchen>get questioned for hours>neighbor's house is fucking disappeared, only trace is the big ass hole, broken pipes and cables>police find a bunch of broken BDSM equipment in the yard>police find improvised broken BDSM equipment made of warped wooden planks>I take Mr. Muffin to a shrink that uses Munnas>He's better now, but he's not the same aloof Mr. Muffin that feared no wild SpearowNightmares about that fucking gardevoir are becoming more and more frequent anons.
I don't think I can invest in a Houndoom, too much of a fire risk around here are there any better alternatives to keep me safe?
