INTERVENTION FOR A PANTHER

For many people an intervention is a last resort...If  you have a loved one or in this case a very NAUGHTY member of the #Naughty6 who has an unnatural taste for baby meat and that individual (PANTHER QUEEN) can't...or won't seek help then I'm afraid to say...the only hope left is...AN INTERVENTION

The fact that an intervention is needed...shows just how desperate the situation has become.

STEP ONE:

First let us take a quick look at just what has brought us 2 this point...

It all started with my last blog post about "The Easter Beast" and ended up with our Panther Queen lusting for the taste of baby meat...well since it was I who started it...then it must be ME who ends it...so here goes.

Babies are the off spring of the HUMANS and i will be the first to admit that although i am not a huge fan of the HUMANS...i must admit that there babies are just the cutest & sweetest things (sweet as in nice to look at...not as in taste)
But I don't think that baby puke & dirty nappies are so cute...not to mention when they CRY...CRY...CRY & CRY some more..that's not cute either...wait a minute...I'm doing GOOD things about babies...OK I'm back on track. Wait a minute...cute human babies grow up to be ugly adult HUMANS...you know what...I'm struggling here.

This intervention is not going as I planned...I'm finding it harder & harder to find nice things to say about the little BRATS...& don't get me started on the fact that when they become teenagers...they are the most stinky...unkept...vile...perverted things EVER...

I think I now need an intervention...#FLUFFIT do what you want with the baby...that's one less human in the world....


WHY AM I TRYING TO KID MYSELF...IT'S JUST NOT IN ME TO BE NICE