Today I sat on my couch, coke streaming down my throat. I looked out front and saw Will Farrel walking up to my front door with bacon in hand. The thunderstorms had just about passed with a few rumbles remaining. I then opened the door for Will and said “Hey bruh” he looked at me with a baffled look on his face. I found it kind of weird that he had on dark yellow G-Fore golf shoes and dressed like Abraham Lincoln. I asked him why he had them on and he said “Mia told me to wear them.” I gave him a nod and we continued into the kitchen. Once we continued into the kitchen Bruno Mars popped out of one of the kitchen cabinets and shouted “Wait!”. And we all dropped dead.