The monster.

This is the story of the best friends forever in their early years when they discover some kind of monster, dark and unknown.


Lady Gaga discovered a few years back this same monster and tells her story:

Look at me
That boy is bad

And honestly
He’s a wolf in disguise
But I can’t stop staring in those evil eyes

He licked his lips
Said to me
Girl you look good enough to eat
Put his arms around me

He ate my heart
He ate my heart

Instead he’s a monster in my bed

Uh oh! There was a monster in my bed
We french kissed on a subway train
He tore my clothes right off

He ate my heart the he ate my brain

Some people call him zombie, others vampire or werewolf. The truth is… nobody knows the truth.

Then each one of our two best friends fell into these unavoidable monsters paws…

At the beginning they surely knew great pleasure, but very quickly it turned into worries, wonders, pain and loneliness.

Then our two friends decided to get a therapy to get better because they heared it worked well with Britney.


They did not learn that much about these monsters because even if books exist, nobody can really understand why they act that way. Why do they keep girls on the hook? Great unsolved mystery.


The therapy was really helping our poor girlfriends and one day they came up with a great idea.


From now on, they would not be interested in monsters anymore but only in nice guys, nothing dark, cheating and bitchy anymore.

And then they found two amazing walruses and lived happily ever after.

The End. Or The Beginning.