The Goose of irritation steps up to the street, clearly agitated and speed shitting like a pro

'HOONK, HONK HONK HONK! Flap flap, waddle run, peck............HONK!  HOOOOOOOOOONK HOOOOOOOOOOONK HOOOOOOOOONK!

(Many of you seem to think you know what happened after the easter shenanigans regarding Tammy, but I've discovered documentation, left by my father, the spoon playing imbecile, that not is all as would have appeared.)

HOOOOONK HOOOOOOONK flap waddle run peck honk honk FURIOUS WING FLAP

(this documentation states that Tammy did not die, she fled before the greatest lie known to mankind was uncovered.  Greater than the expose that SpikeS actually shops at discount stores)

HONKING FUCKING HONKERS FLAPPING BASTARD PECKY TWATTING HONK!

(In a page of Tammy's journal, she speaks of misdirection, smoke and mirrors and her shame that................

SHE HAD NEVER ACTUALLY TASTED CUSTARD IN HER LIFE!)

HONK.....sniff...HONK......flap sniff

(I just don't know what's real anymore)

For me, está a proper lastima que the truth is now out. I still miss mi abuelita custardita a lot. Pero, I do admit, que everything told here por Angry_Goose is true..

For ahora, yo go back to mi art galería en Detroit, to pintar en happy colours.