Lunch Swp

I've decided to swp my lunch with my cr (Yes. Yes. Yes) I've decided to swp my lunch with my Megne (Megne, Megne, Megne) T 1pm I will force petrol down my gullet Stright wy I open my mouth Pour the petrol down my throt Instntly my innrds convulse Immeditely in distress Stomch crmps follow next Nd then I start to piss blood Then I remember (Why, why), I don't think I should I hve mde a mistke I ws shking like fucking nimal Help my poorly brin, somebody get to the fucking hospitl now The pin is getting worse nd worse I'm bent over like loving gy Then I remember I don't know why I chose it tody I rech for my phone nd cll my wife She listens to wht I hve to sy She pnics and rushes by my side I still look like quivering gy I hve mde mistake I ws shking like fucking nimal Help my poorly brin, somebody get to the fucking hospital now I got inside my cr, but it wouldn't strt Then it remember I fed my cr sndwich Your cr's not gonn strt If you feed it piece of Bttenburg Then I remember I'm gonn die I hve mde mistke I ws shking like fucking nimal Help my poorly brin, somebody get to the hospitl I hve made mistke I ws shking like fucking nimal Help my poorly brin, somebody get to the fucking hospitl now