Last night i had the time of my life giving birth to six thousand giraffes because each time a long neck slithered out of me i gave an orgasmic scream that can somehow be identified as the scream of a wounded eagle i ran over my cat with a lawn mower and i went to take a shower but i dropped the soap and was assaulted by a group of angry business men and grasshoppers who would continue to place warm potatoes one by one into my ass. i have a bad habit of speaking ebonics at the salad bar of a restaurant and i was standing at this vending machine muttering "yeah ♥♥♥♥♥" over and over again so i can open the portal of helix and feel your sons balls