[PashaDawg]

Listen Weener-Clown!!

Pasha Mama don't like you dis'n her about her size. She's been working mighty hard to get the weight issue under control because she wants to slip into her tight hyrda-leather pants and high heeled winged shoes for the psycho party where she tears you to pieces and feeds you to her attack poodle, Sunshine. She'll be a flyin’, leather-pants wearin’, topless BIG Pasha Mama droppin’ hard onto yo’ head. BOOOM! BAMM! SMUSH!!! Trust me. You'll feel the GRAVITY of the moment.

You should know that our spy network stole one of your socks, and Sunshine’s been sniffing it. Yup. He knows your scent now. Sniff sniff! He keeps the sock under his little satin cushion. When he gets close and catches your scent, BOOM, he’ll bolt for your ankle... ZAMM!!!! K'POW!!!! His poisonous teeth will sink at least a whole 0.5 cm into your doomed flesh. Zowie! That will sting!

MMMPA, Babe! MMMPA!

Pasha