Now you may be inquiring about Buddy's biography, who he is, his aesthetic or any key distinctive features. In essence, buddy is a sheep with a white coat, who speaks in a masculine French accent. Often this sheep is found grazing around paddocks, consuming a farmers natural resources. He possesses an unrivalled charisma, which is able to allure even the most hostile individuals into becoming his amiable acquaintance. It was with his convincing personality that I fell deeply in love with this conniving, scheming animal. All Buddy desires to do is inflict mass amounts of psychological damage upon the individual as apart of his sinister game.

Buddy's tactics are quite simplistic in design. Ultimately he wanders upon your estate, introduces himself in a benevolent fashion, gradually gains your trust and then after developing a romantic relationship cucks you. It is worthwhile to note that while his strategy may appear simplistic in origin, is instead in reality a complex, masterminded plan of eroding the individuals suspicion and then undermining their influence, Buddy is truly a strategic mastermind.

It can be said that actions convey expressions, they proclaim to the world a distinctive view which becomes embedded within history. You may be curious on the crimes which Buddy committed to amass and generate such amass amounts of hatred. It is simple, this sheep which acquiring knowledge on my susceptibilities and obtaining my trust sought to do one thing, to effectively betray my trust. While intentionally giving me insinuations, which I would only be able to interpret as romantic, he slowly directed our relationship into a romantic one. Gradually, while initially being smitten I developed more tangible, romantic feelings, which gradually accumulated into a raw, deep devotion towards this sheep. One day, as I stared adoringly into his face he exclaimed that he had a trick for me. As I lay there ecstatic, wondering what amusing trick he had in store I saw her. Maggie Thacher, clad in a dark swimsuit stepped outside the barn, and within a short moment began breeding with Buddy, producing copious enthusiastic grunts, engaging in the act before my very eyes. I was devastated, feeling utterly betrayed at this turn of events, my love, no, my rival, who I had developed a sincere relationship with was betraying me before my very eyes.

After witnessing this audacious act of betrayal I began to formulate a plan, a scheme derived solely of anger in order to avenge the grievances caused. I tracked them for several days, and while I saw them sharing a Sundae on a picnic bench, I briskly tranquilised them, binding and dragging their bodies into cheerful attired, Christmas sacks. When I reached my destination, I began to notice frantic shouts and movements in the sack, indicating that the miscreants had awoke. Within a short moment I strung the sacks together with hot coals, and then threw these Christmas sacks down a river, which would eventually lead to the Clinton foundation, where they would be forced into eternal servitude. I advise all to replicate these strategies when punishing vile miscreants.

A method of resisting fiends is to create an immense border fence, with a castle and archers along the battlements defending your lands at all costs. This will ensure that malicious individuals will be subject to cross examination and questioning before entering your prosperous lands, and ill subsequently be hard pressed to perform any unscrupulous deeds. By effectively creating a fortress you will have the protection of a loyal garrison, dedicated to ensuring the protection of your estate.

A method of successfully recuperating for the injustice you have experienced is to hire a minstrel, who will soothe your troubles with the power of song. This bard will sing tall tales of riveting adventures, about Elven scandals, Dwarven intrigue, and noble wars all of which will encapsulate your very imagination, diverting your woes and lamentations of a period of woe which you were fixated upon.

In conclusion I would like to state that in order to fully succeed in life you must become mentally fortified, expecting the unexpected. Throughout your life you may come across a seductive felon. Whether this sexual deviant is a sheep, sister, cousin or humans does not matter, the fact of the matter is that they are vile reincarnations of sexually evocative succubus', which have been by unholy rituals perpetuated by the Knights of Drey. If you ever encounter such a deceitful fiend, show no mercy, and do not fall prey to their honeyed words. Ultimately, do not trust the French, nor any sheep known as Buddy. This ends the tale of my woes, and finalises my urging's for you all to remain safe in fortified strongholds.