DETH TRUMPET: TEH SECUNT HUANTING

fuk, i em so famus guis, liek i cen twurk so guud. i snigd autogrefs, liek 3000, cuz im so famus. tehn wun daey, a trumboen caem in teh maeil aftur i mesaegd muthra. i opned teh pakuge nd i saw teh bluddy slide paest

nd teh coroddud mouth piece. i ducided to pley teh trumbin, so i pit teh blod rod slide paste on teh trumboen. it tuuk like ovur 9000 botuls nd i finly play it. i pres teh f attekchmunt to go soopur lo nots liek f shrup nd d netrul. she wunts teh d tew. s0 i culld mi gurlfrind nd i plaeyd an d in frouth posishin. so liek i chek teh comunts nd utube nd liek i wuz so proud cuz i maek peeople leffing frum deth trumpet, but i still sed cuz puupol dont no mi pain nd suffuring from deth trumpet.

s0 liek tew deis lateur, an fuckin hweol bras kwior wuz shiped to mi howz. how teh fuk do dees fukurs no wer i liv? srsly, iz stoopid.

s0 i hav an toba nao wit moar bl0d red velv owil. dis is t00 much fur me. i go sh0t miself wit an gun noaw

becuz t0 much sweg.

fuk u guis.

bye
 * sh0ts self wit an gun cuz dets hwo i wrot dis pestuh*