Yes I know. I also know you have been eating all the ketchup and that you stole my fuzzy socks. You're an open book (but a very good book 10/10 would read again)
You: How did you figure it out? Me: Well, there's blood in the ketchup bottle, you sleep in a coffin, your yellow eyes, you reaction to butter garlic bread (come on, who doesn't like garlic bread besides vampires?) the way I can't see your reflection in the window or any shiny surface, ... shall I go on? Here is a like and comment for the story, for entertaining me, to help your channel grow, and get you the recognition you deserve.