Sitting at a bar. Sounds like a normal Friday night for me. Except I'm horribly drunk....well, I guess that's normal too. Except this really, really fat dude walks up to me. "H-hi". "Hi Mr. Stutter" (no offense to anyone). "Well I've been working out. Can ya tell". "Yes, if working out is all you can eat pizza". He had a tranquilizer. And that's how my night ended. Yay. Woke up in a potato sack. "OK WHY TF AM I IN A POTATO SACK". "I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN, IM A FLIPPIN POTATO". "IRONY IRONY"!!!!!!!! The fat guy threw me out of the minivan. The minivan had his family. And I died laughing
R.I.P
Person in a book
Died of laughter
???-Now
