So, random very short story <_<
Last night I had a dream. It started pleasant. I couldn't wait to get home from work for something, I had no idea as to what. Well, I got in my car, super-excited, and started driving home with music blasting...in a great mood. I noticed a car had followed me the whole way from work to home, but didn't think much of it. I got there, and my wife was standing at the door holding a DHL package for me with a big smile on her face. She had gotten me an X Ti & an X Lux. I was then all smiles, gave her a kiss, and went to go inside to play with my new toys. Before we went inside the house, shots were fired at my home. We ducked behind some bushes, and I peaked around to see what was going on. It was BRUCE FREAKING WILLIS....who I immediately somehow recognized as Yankeebro (I'm guessing because of his avatar on this forum...). He was complete with a wife-beater
tank top and a little bit of blood coming from his forehead (guess the movie lol). Well, Yankeebruce kept shooting up my house and at me. He never said anything, but I knew he was after my new toys. The dream didn't last any longer than that before I woke up.
The moral of this story is that this
thread will do things to your brain, and if you're new here....you need to turn back now <_< or embrace insanity.
All of this story is 100% true, btw lol. I really did dream this up xD