There's this dude, he sits down at a cafe and says "hey, why do i actually need to write a story?" he stands up, walks out, and falls off a cliff.
My friends, this is the story of this dude.
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So walkin' outside that morning this dude- jahn bo- he just got finished with a shower because that's just what you do. He gets down, eats breakfast, and stands up and walks out the door.
again
but then he sits on his car and teleports to his work at work inc.
We'll get back to his purpose in working, but he works.
He works and works and works, until it hits his coffee break. In the glorious 5 minutes he comes to an epifant:
Hey, he says, why not actually go and eat some food.
So taking a detour from work, he walks off to find a cafe. He sits down and says "hey, why do i actually need to write a story." and now, we are back at the start.
He hit the bottom of that cliff and broke his legs, surviving, but inable of escaping.
"faque!" he shouted, his cries muted by the miles of air.
He now had to survive in this ditch.
So he began by eating his only food souce: his pants.
