A lot of stuff has been going on and I’m not really sure what to do. I’ve turned to Nicotine to find some sort of way to cope months ago and withdrawing from it only made things worse. I’ve become incredibly paranoid to the point where I can’t distinguish reality from hallucination. Am I Grimace? Am I a Pig? Am I even a Doctor still? Shit’s coming down. Shit’s coming down hard.
haha dr pig is so funny. I remember watching Back at the Barnyard with my boyfriend who was apart of the show. His name was filbert, but on the show he was Pig. Doctor. Pig. He and I every Saturday would cuddle up and watch Back At The Barnyard. Every time his character showed up we’d smile. Except one time. He looked upset when I looked back at him during his big scene. “God damn liberal fuck god dammit never lets me say what I want it’s all scripted it’s all a joke.” He mumbled. I reached over to his left nipple (that’s how I calm him down) but he slapped my hand away. “I can’t do this anymore!” He stormed out. I never saw him again. If anyone’s seen my Filbert, my Doctor Pig, let me know. How I miss him. Send him home to me
Update…
Doctor Filbert Pig came back home last night…He came home with tears in his eyes. I pulled him in for an embrace and he sobbed into me. I let him…
This morning we continued as if nothing happened. I cuddled him on the couch and sucked on his nipples. Back at the Barnyard came on. I looked at Filbert to see if he was okay. I see him inhale, he was uncomfortable, I know it. I reached for the remote, he grabbed my arm. “Leave it on.”
I gulped. We watched on for a while until I heard the familiar tune. It was the doctor Pig segment. He gripped onto the couch. I held his thighs. “Stupid stupid stupid stupid!” He yelled
“Filbert let me turn it off…”
“DOCTOR PIG! DOCTOR!!! PIG!!!!”
I jolted. He’d never yelled at me before
“Filb…..doctor pig, please let m-“
He turned up the tv at its highest volume. He stood up and stared at himself in the screen with great anger. When the segment ended he looked back at me. I’ve never seen anyone that upset in my life.
“Doctor Pig, please…..”
He immediately started spinning the fastest speed I could ever imagine. His arms flung out and he flew upward through the roof and toward heaven. My angel, doctor, filbert…he’s left me behind again…I’m scared for my Pig.
Somebody, anybody, keep an eye out for the sky and contact me if you see Filbert.
Please.
what
Do You And Kim Kardashian Fuck
would not like to get into personal matters thank you
My boyfriend Grimace has been missing for months now, and I find you parading around in his clothes. Where is he? Where is Grimace? What have you done with him you Procine Doctor? What did you do?
this bimbo? this is just a stand up comedian
I hope your happy doctor pig!! :D Guess I'll never get my gay cured tho...
there is no cure. just as i accepted myself as grimace kin, you too can accept the gay in yourself and through that make your life a little happier.
see this man? he’s my new dad now!
Dr. Pig! If you're gone, who will be my new primary care doctor?
Are you ok?
it’s been months since my last actual diagnosis on this blog and i can explain. living my life as grimace has gave me incredible benefits, ones i’ve never even dreamt of! this woman is now my loving partner and wife, and i am far too happy to go back to living my old life. thank you all for your kind words, but i’m retiring as doctor.
How do you feel about self-diagnosis, doctor Pig?
i diagnose myself with grimace kin
there’s room for one pink doctor fuck in this town and it’s me.
I have the diagnosis of a yaoi fanfiction writer. What should I do?
do u h8 pewdiepie???
are you kidding! who can resist a face like this!
Daddy: Where’s my little girl?
Me: *covers face with blankie*
Daddy: Where is she? Where’d she go? I need my little baby!
Me: *pops head up and giggles*
Daddy: There she is! There’s my baby!
Me: *melts into a cute puddle of little*
*slurps up the puddle*
I have two legs. Is this normal?
You’re not supposed to have legs at all.
I can fix that.
