My stalker

I have a stalker.

He's a short, white male with dark brown eyes and a high pitched voice.

And he's obsessed.

I go to bed. There he is.

I wake up. There he is.

He follows me from place to place, and I can hear him crying when he can't get to me.

He's been to jail, but upon release, he just tracks me down like nothing ever happened.

I can't sleep. I can't eat. I can't move without his beady eyes on me.

Send help.


Craig Miyamoto said...

Obsessed. He's obsessed! Nice doggy, nice doggy.

casch said...

What a great stalker to have!