My life sucks. I stare at the same crap everyday and I'm always alone. I'm always hungry because nobody ever feeds me. I am surrounded by this crazy transparent substance which I keep running into. I don't understand why I can't bite through it. I am only here to entertain drunks who poor their drinks into my home. Occasionally they will manage to give me a couple crawdads from the ponds outside, but other than that they are worthless.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Oh man, I call in the ladies, but they never stick around. I don't think they can fit in my house anyway.
