hafu

today i drempt i met a girl with a handlebar mustache. it was really funny. eventually i woke up and that puzzlement mood settled over me. i openned my door, and a parade of small black people greeted me. that part actually happened. but let me explain. the person who lived in my apartment before me had collected figurines of black people in odd posses. playing guitar. baseball. singing. praying. a virtual city of black people. and when he moved out he didnt take them with him. i was always wondering what we should do with them. well.... when i was sleeping the roommate took them and paraded them outside my door. after i take a shower and generally shake off the sleepyiness, i like to go out into the living room. well just imagine my suprise when i ran into the city of figurines.

i shook off the supprise, raised up my arms and let out a ROOOOOOOOOOOAR as i pulled my best godzilla impression and proceeded to decimate their little civilation to the "LoL's" from my current roommates.


"RAWRRRRR" *kick....stomp....smash...*