Total Trash Mammal

''Note: This page was written in late 2018 and is now deprecated (despite pronoun edits). A new page for this user has yet to be created.''

Total Trash Mammal is a memer who was too lazy to write her own wiki page, so had to have Ikasushi do it for her. She wants you to watch Kill la Kill and thinks it's better than Madoka Magica, which is of course objectively wrong. The previous sentence was in no way, shape, or form influenced by the fact that Sushi is the one writing this.

Quotes:

 * "yo I completely crashed discord and chrome by putting in shrek8.gov"
 * "When you whip out your dick small intestine and hers is bigger"
 * "It’s like saying blonde hair is superior to dark hair, you may think it’s an opinion, but you’re fucking wrong"
 * "all ya gotta do is take a shit in Iida's engines and you win"
 * "Black holes give light the S U C C"
 * "On a scale of one to America, how free are you tonight?"
 * "Stop talking about anime or I'm gonna break your nico nico neeeeeecaps"
 * "I'm sorry papa liu, please don't lock me in a cell and feed me only elf practice oatmeal"
 * "being oatmeal is suffering"
 * "I'd fuck a bowl of ramen tbh"
 * "Gimme gimme chicken tendies, Be they crispy or from Wendys. Spend my hard-earned good-boy points, on Kid's Meal ball pit burger joints. Mummy lifts me to the car, To find me tendies near and far. Enjoy my tasty tendie treats, in comfy big boy booster seats. McDonald's, Hardee's, Popeye's, Cane's, But of my tendies none remains. She tries to make me take a nappy, But sleeping doesn't make me happy. Tendies are the only food, That puts me in the napping mood. I'll scream and shout and make a fuss, I'll scratch, I'll bite, I'll even cuss! Tendies are my heart's desire, Fueled by raging, hungry fire. Mummy sobs and wails and cries, But tears aren't tendies, nugs or fries. My good-boy points were fairly earned, To buy the tendies that I've yearned. But there's no tendies on my plate! Did mummy think that I'd just ate? "TENDIES TENDIES GET THEM NOW, YOU FAT, UNGRATEFUL, SLUGGISH SOW!" I screech while hurling into her eyes, My foul-smell bowel-dwelling diaper surprise. For she who is un-pooped on is she who remembers: Never forget my chicken tenders."