All the people you’ve wronged will rise against you. I’m now divorced, and planning a huge class-action lawsuit against the white devil that ruined my life.

Turns out the mouse-er didnt write his autograph, no, he wrote “you’re a piece of -, and i -ed your mom”.

Later, when I gave my son the autograph he started crying and said he hated me. Like many of you, I want to fix these problems. The -ing rat gave me the autograph and told me to burn in hell. Ive finally reached my breaking point when it comes to young adult fantasy and sci-fi. Last summer, I approached the miserable mouse in the street, and asked him for his autograph, because my son is a huge fan. I swear to -ing god, I’m going to kill myself and take that goddamn rodent to hell with me. He took my wife and the kids and my house and my job. A damn rat got picked over actual children at an orphanage and he’s supposed to be a hero? And I can’t even tell you how many damn times I’ve seen a great parking space only to turn the corner and realise Stuart Little is already parked there in his stupid little -ing convertible. I know what you’re thinking, this is some kind of funny joke, but no.

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