Twisted Logic

Ah, i remember it as if it were yesterday. Hokay, so, I was like, walking down the road to the pub, right? Wait, or was it the shops? Anyways, I was on my way to the Library, when suddenly, a hideous stranger holding a balloon with the lolfaic on it and riding a pink scooter burst epically from the window of the bus depo, followed by a massive fireball and shouting "PICKLED GHERKINS ATE MAH BAYBEEEEZ!!!!!" at the top of his lungs. or her lungs. I couldn't really tell. "it" then weeled it's scooter over to me and cheerfully asked if i had found Satan. When I replied, "of course, he's right over there", the thing proceeded to eat itself to death out of fear. I was left standing outside the Bunnings wth a pink scooter and several blue kittens, which then started "moo"-ing uncontrollably. I decided that IT'S A TRAP and began upon the only logical case of action. I made the secret signal with my hands and became the RaveParty Power Ranger, turning day into night and starting an epic rave party in the street. I awoke at 11 o'clock the next day lying in a hospital bed with a MASSIVE FUCKING CANNON(!) grafted to my chest.

True story. Oh, and I am single :/

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