It was beautiful out one day as I walked to the corner store to buy a Turkey leg. Coming up to the store I notice that there was a baby Tiger growling at everybody that entered the store. “Aw you hungry little fella” It wasnt the planned but I bought us both Turkey legs and I guided the little rascal home. Everyday he ate and ate, still trying to treat me like a chew toy. “You getting too big to be biting on my dawg” I said to the tiger everyday. Still time passed and he has been pampered with beds baths food and I even got him some tiger company and he helped himself to some tiger cat. But he still seemed aggressively inconsiderate of my earthly life. Out on a walk that day, a very short man approached in pure awe of the tiger and wanted to buy him. I told him no but he insisted on bidding higher. I needed the money at the moment and tiger was a pain in the back so sure,sold.

He rode away on tiger and tiger never looked back. Two days later I cut on the news to see the tiger done ate lil homie for not buying him some tiger cat. If he wasn’t going to love me, he wasn’t going to love anyone