Today I went to the anniversary party with one of my favorite dishes made with the blood of my enemies. I was also drinking some beer and took 3 shots of vodka and right behind me was this fat chick who was giving Cameron a special gift. I opened the gift and found an extremely hairy dwarf who said to me; "Could you scratch my back?". It would be great if the dwarf had bathed once because he smells like a wet dog covered in shit. Well, isn't that rude. I would have tossed that fat hunk of meat out of a moving train except he punched me in the dick. I passed out on the floor, unaware of what was happening in the other room.
When I woke up, I quickly came to my senses. Someone was watching me from red minivan with
Binoculars as i seen the shine from it.