That’s the thing, I think that some of these demented brainwashed cultists might be at the point they would have zero qualms at being so heartless.

…Lil’ nimjeh will be gone for a week while Brother Nimjeh at my place. If the airplanes are running for me.

I’m supposed to have Fanksgiving wid Auntie Shortie ‘n Auntie Smokie Nimjeh. But, hoping the fucking hoomanz get their shit together to pay the air traffic contrwollers and TSA agents so lil’ nimjeh can go.

*cuts a slice of quiche with sword* Here Sister Nimjjeh.

…Found my pumpkin.

*coughs into tineh hand* truck nuts.

I’m a nimjeh. Sewage systems with routine maintenance are smexy. I don’t want to be Oregon Trailed by dysentery.

Stealing food is not stealing it’s surviving. And I saw nofing.

Hopefully the medicinal shampoo stops Pupper Nimjeh from itching ‘n nibbling her belly, legs and pits. First bath. Bath every week.

He makes Nosferatu look like Mr. Congeniality.

Cereal why dat stupid punctuation? *autocorrect chews a rag drooling while Moe dusts*

…putting sheets over all my furniture for when teh boys pee. They is Yorkies, Joe ‘n Lil’ Mac.

Fanks. Been chugging tea like a tineh madman ‘cause gots the aunties coming for an overnight stay then vaccine day happening after.