Last Tuesday
"Hey %$#@head," Mark remarks to you obnoxiously as he spills
his beer all over lap. "Need a bath? Hey everybody! This guy just
wet his pants! Ahahahahaah! How you like that, man?"
You realize that violence IS the answer in this occasion. This event
that happened just a week ago is the key to why your reputation is as
bad as it is! You must take action, because the room is already
igniting with laughter. You get out of your seat, and drive your
middle knuckle ****ing HARD into his nose! He flies backward 8 feet or
so, and collapses on the floor, gushing the red stuff all over his
chin. You feel refreshed. Mark has been harrassing your pants off for
almost 5 years. He screams in pain, and you perform a mental victory
dance over the sprawled body. "OW! HOLY **** MAN, TAKE A
JOKE!" You feel guilty...
You decide to go back to last Tuesday, to the party. You suddenly
become blind, then the blindness seems to burn away in a white haze.
You are at the party.
