It seems, in your anger you killed her
So, I worked at Chuck-E-Cheese and we took turns being the mouse. It was my turn I did the mouse thing and the birthday boy was terrified. The manager and the mom got together and decided to show the kid that there was a human body underneath the mouse suit. Little dude was taken into the closet that I changed in and watched as I proceeded to take my head off... Kid ran screaming from the room, out the front door with his mom in hot pursuit.
We never tried that again.
That kid in the back is tripping balls
And after I killed Mr. Whiskers I never used my right hand again.
That baby might have ptsd now.
I'm actually concerned for that kid's mental well-being now. He's going to live with the knowledge he murdered a rat cake for the rest of his life.
When I was six I got this really awesome Barbie-esque cake that had raspberry syrup at the bottom.
Everything is eddible so my dad takes a knife and chops off her head.