since that didn't work out I thought I would go for a walk I go to grab my Ball cap but I am afraid it was going to eat my brain
I was a little hungry and thristy from the stress of all the faces a nice glass of coke that will settle me down
so I make myself a sub everything is going well and then when I go to tak eteh first bite I see it's possessed by a tortoise
after the fright of teh scary BBQ I decide that I need to get away I call up my buddy Trump and we fly to his golf course but ... that is not for me