Tragedy struck Nick's house today when our dear and beloved Porkrind passed away on the operating table. He suddenly stopped talking yesterday at 3:15pm. Today he was in for invasive/exploratory surgery to figure out the problem. After it was too late, it was discovered to be only strep throat from too much making out with a good friend, Leo Vader. He died because of having some of his major organs pulled out and broken by accident. This doctor is a mad man. Then Izzy got squeezed and cried on by Leo and Chloe. He was buried in the forest next to a pine tree which grew into some other kind of tree. The funeral was amazing, he was buried with leaves and sticks, and even the Atlantic Ocean was crying. Chloe wrote a poem for him, along the lines of "He was a bear. He had a heart. I was gonna rhyme that. He liked things. Things liked him. A lot."
The mad doctor who killed him is still on the loose. Watch out.
So, please, a moment of silence for our dear Porkrind the panda. There is so much he'll never get to see. His last words heard, were infact "Leo sucks." Which is now untrue because Nick sucks.
R.I.P. PORKRIND. We will all miss your burnt self.
Love, your people.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
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