You. Me. Gas station.
What are we getting for dinner?
Sushi of course.

Uh oh! There was a roofie in our gas station sushi.
We black out and wake up in a sewer surrounded by fish.
Horny fish. You know what that means. Fish orgy.
The stench draws in a bear. What do we do?
We're gonna fight it. Bear fight. Bare handed. Bare, naked?
Oh, yes please.

We befriend the bear after we beat it in a brawl and ride it into a Chuck E. Cheese.
Dance Dance Revolution.
Revolution? Overthrow the government? Uh, I think so.

Next thing you know, I'm reincarnated as Jesus Christ.
Then I turn into a jet, fly into the sun, black out again, wake up, do a bump, white out, which I didn't even know you could do.

Then I smoked a joint, greened out.
Then I turn into the sun.
Uh oh! Looks like the meth is kicking in.
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