It was a hot and humid day. By the time I got out for lunch, my mood and energy went out the window.
I just wanted to go home and sleep. And whine like a fucking Pakatan Rakyat motherfucker.
I dazed in and out of meetings. There were three. Or five.
So I got home and masturbated. Then it started to rain. Wait, no. It started to rain before I walked home. So, I was masturbating while it was raining? What?
Then I was attacked by these lice-men and I had to change into my 'Fire-Proof Suit'. I beat them all with a voice-activated triangle laser shooting from my hands. That's when Don Horror sucked me into some sort of null-space hell or some shit.
To steady myself, I summoned my armoured motorcycle with a sidecar that had its controls in the fucking sidecar.
I was winning with my laser saber, but then the monsters grew gigantic, so I called my spaceship that turned into a robot dragon that fires lasers.
I win, of course.
Then I went to sleep, woke up and ate oatmeal.
Man, the day sucked.