On my way home, police car pulled me over. After they left, I puttered out of gas. Triple-A' came, but my card was expired! I had to walk home, and of course, it rained half the time. I tried to get some shut-eye, then I was abducted! They put cold things in my butt. They sampled a bit of my D.N.A. They left me on top of my sheets, I dreamt I went potty, then woke up drenched in me. This day sucked the hardest ever... I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. A little bit less than nothing would go my way. I got up to toss my soiled sheets, the hallway was dark and I stubbed my big toe. It was then that I sensed the irony (burning me), then I heard the voice say, "Come sail aboard S.S. Nepenthe!" I suppose I'm to blame for getting pulled over. I guess I'm the culprit for running out of gas. Let's assume I'm the guy who didn't pay his 'Triple-A' fee. In actuality, I let the zetas probe me. Yesterday was all my fault. I let negativity get the better of me. Thank goodness for the bathtubs and suds! They temporarily set free this quandary.
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