WHO'S UP FER HOCKEY?

Yo, anyone lookin' fer a roomie? S'kinda lonely here wit'out Vlad.

Anyone says anythin' bout th'flowers? Y'dead.

Ey Car. When you ain't pcoket-sized no more, found some chocolate y'might like! We c'n share!

[The handwriting is very messy]

Vlad's gone

Yo, Car's gotta busted wrist, so if she ain't writin', dat's pro'lly why.

Man, dese people are gettin' annoyin'. I don't need no singin' when I'm in the shower, 'less I'm singin'.

NOT THAT I DO DAT OR NUTHIN'!

So, anyone know who th'dumbass hurtin' people is yet?

Why da hell do I got a unicorn followin' me?!

FOOD!

Goin' down an' stockin' up, man. M'tired of rations!