✨ I hate this man with every fiber of my being. So imma have fun with his useless crustacean looking ass✨

*note- The next post will be on this case..in a more serious way, it’ll be part of my expansion to explore the many motives of crimes.

Now, let’s DO this thing, son! (Just call me daddy)

In the pic above, you can see that useless ass rustic asparagus ass, rejected carrot from a carrot cake (?) ass. He is the definition of TRIFLING.

Interviewers:

“Hi, I’m Britney (not) Spears, now NaTrash, what happened? Where is your wife?

Dipshit Asparagus: I have talked to ze police. My wife, whom I love so dearly who I would never ever hurt because I love her and I am not at all a sad excuse of a man with major issues. My wife, she went to Texas.

Britney (not) Spears: ok, ok, but when did she leave?

Britney (not) Spears:

Texas: Oh, we know he lyin’ y’all. You bet my blue bonnets this man is guilty. ✨Texas goes back to Texas.✨

Texas:

NaTrash: ✨ trying to figure out what day he.. um his wife went “missing”

✨Okay, no. I am Gouda Swiss Cheese and I work at the Grilled Cheese news. So if your wife is missing, why is you even on the Telly tryna act all Confucius?

Na-Trash Bin: I have lost my wife. I (absolutely) do not know where she is, and I just want her to come home…. ✨even though he is lying but he doesn’t know that they know that he knows what we all know what he did last summer in 2023.

Man behind him: What’s that smell, chat?

Other man: ✨SNIFFS…like a really big one just like when you snort- nvm my parents told me I can’t do that✨ anyway omg.

Other man: I smell BULLSHIT.

Na-Trash Bin: excuse me ☝️

Man (with beard): My beard is tingling I know he lyin.

Na-Trash Bin: My darling wife, I hope you’re reading this-

Crowd laughing and also very Confucius:

✨OKAY, SIR.✨ Says Polly Pocket. Do you mean, if she is watching this? You are a trifling, unzesty citrus fruit reject, with zero sparkles, or brain. I KNOW you is lyin.

Na-Trash Bin:

Polly Pocket: lemme make a quick phone call. ✨majestically whips out phone✨ yeah, hi. Yeah. I got a man here, says his wife is missing and…well, FIX it.

The Police: SAY LESS, you tiny (but powerful) pocket sized diva.

The cops:

To be continued… ✨L.W. Aka Polly Pocket.

I may be a lot of things, but being tall will never be one of them. May I never see the top of a shelf, or reach anything that is way to high, because short.

Much love 💙