Cutepups Life Complaints + In Da Toownship

. . . meh.

I went to Jamaa Township and screenshotted stuff.

I thought what these Jammers said was funny for some reason. (they're not even that funny... lol)

Dangnabbit, I got a sunburn.

o plz

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You think I'm hyper and happy.

But in reality (real life), I'm not.

Camp is just so UGH to me.

:(

And my family's all like: "*insert my name*, *insert my name here! TELL US ABOUT YOUR DAY AT CAMP! WHAT DID YOU DO?! HOW ARE THE CAMPERS?! WHAT DO YOU DO THERE?! TELL US NOW OR DIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111

Yup, exactly like that. EXACTLY! (except the DIE part)

Like please, shut up already. Gosh. I DON'T EVEN LIKE CAMP THAT MUCH, DANGNABBIT!!!!!!!!!!!111111 >8U

It's like school for younger peoples.

I HATE SCHOOL.

AND I HAD TO ENDURE BEING A CAMPER THERE FOR SO LONG.

AND I'M BACK THERE.

>:(

See? See! This is what I have to go through every flipping day!

*explodes*

In hot/sweaty/no air conditioning gym for 6 hours (how long camp is).

*explodes*

DYiNg heLp PlEase

Okay, enough of me complaining about my terrible ordeal.

wait

. . .

oh gawd no

STOP ASKING ME QUESTIONS ABOUT CAMP, SISTER! >:U

See? SEE!

*sobs in corner*

. . . .

Stuff. I. Found. Amusing. In. Jamaa. Township.

help plz

Why I found what these Jammers said funny, I have no freaking clue.

Sad, I know. ;-;

Like who's den? 

Not yours, mine. 

What, huh? 

My den. 

What?

 MY DEN

intensifies poo

poo

poo

poop

Now Bob the Blobfish! <3 <3 <3

hawt

omg i sound high in this post 0-0

woo

Duke: So we meet again, Bob.

Bob the Blobfish: *hits Duke with his blobbiness* No, it's Bob the Blobfish!

Duke: Whaddaya say to me?!

Bob the Blobfish: It's Bob the Blobfish!

Duke: I don't care, Bob.

Bob the Blobfish: *hits Duke with his blobbiness* IT'S BOB THE BLOBFISH! GET THAT INTO YOUR HEAD!

Duke: Wait. Why am I even talking to a fishy blob?

Bob the Blobfish: Because I have more swag than you.

Duke: OH HECK NAW!

Bob the Blobfish: What. What are you doing? Please don't.

Duke: --OOOOOOO!

Bob the Blobfish: Please don't do other accents. Please don't.

Duke: YERS DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!

Bob the Blobfish: Are you ever sane?

Duke: NAW BRUH!

Bob the Blobfish: You know what? I give up on you. No wonder I have more swag than you.

Duke: *explodes into flame-look* DON'T CHU SAYETH THAT, YOU JELLY BLOB OF A FISH!

Bob the Blobfish: You're weird. *flies away*

Duke: Yes, I made him leave! *flames diminish*

Twinkle: Why are you talking to yourself?

Duke: I was--

Twinkle: And in an awful drunk Brock accent?

Duke: I was talking to Bob the Blobfish.

Twinkle: Who?

Duke: Bob.

Twinkle: Oh not Bob again!

Duke: I know, he's so annoying!

Twinkle: Bob is your imagination.

Duke: No he isn't. I was just talking to him.

Twinkle: You were talking to a dead fish.

Duke: Bob is immortal, though!

Twinkle: You're immortal, not a dead fish, stupid.

Duke: Then tell me why this fish is saying that it has more swag than me.

Twinkle: I can't even. *begins to walk away*

Duke: *stops Twinkle from walking away* What is it? You believe I have more swag than Bob, I mean a dead fish, right? Right?!

Twinkle: Sorry Duke. *walks away*

Duke: *glares at dead fish on shoreline at beach* I hate you, dead fish. 

. . . .

well ok then mhmm ya