imonfire

this one time alcohol showed up in my home and felt obliged to consume it. so did two of my friends, fresh off a drunken binge night that ended in shreveport, louisiana. we hooked my friend up to my car battery with jumper cables in hopes that he would go back and time and tell people we (the two guys named matt) were coming. it all seemed like a good idea at the time and we all had very high hopes for the outcome of the adventure. there was no adventure in the end, though. my friend got a light shock before my other friend sprayed him down with a fire extinguisher. and make matters worse none of us know a thing about time travel. no matter how much we might brag, we really do not. i have no idea why i recounted that anecdote.