Scourge

So I got a banjo the other day. Which is great, and I love it, and I haven't really put it down since I've gotten it.

But this morning, I walked into the living room with it FACE DOWN ON THE GROUND.

Long story short, I hate Ms. Pickles and Morton.

I say this with full seriousness. I want to throw one of them out into the wild and just let him undomesticate himself and never come back.
I am talking about Morton. He's an ass and I hate him a lot. Every morning, he finds a way into my room (even with my door closed) and screams until I let him out. But whenever I go to open the door, he takes off under the bed and starts screaming again.

I mean, I can't even tune my banjo, that's how mess up it is. I got this things on saturday. SATURDAY. And it's already messed up. I'm pissed as hell.