The War Owl

[Dr. Kenneth Dean Sandip]

>I was only 9 years old
>I loved The War Owl so much, I had all the tips and tricks
>I pray to The War Owl every night before bed, thanking him for the tips I've been given
>" The War Owl is love" I say; " The War Owl is life"
>My dad hears me and calls me a hacker
>I know he was just jealous of my devotion for The War Owl
>I called him a silver
>He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
>I'm crying now, and my face hurts
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me
>It's The War Owl
>I am so happy
He whispers into my ear "This is my site now."
>He grabs me with his powerful Owl hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>I smoke my ass-cheeks for The War Owl
>He penetrates my armor
>It hurts so much but I do it for The War Owl
>I can feel my Hp tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his awp
>I want to please The War Owl
>He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my site with his smokes
>My dad walks in
> The War Owl looks him straight in the eyes and says "GG."
> The War Owl leaves through B window
> The War Owl is love. The War Owl is life.