Fool Me Once...
On Monday night I was taken hostage while in a convenience store. The perpetrators proceeded to torture and rape me in front of the other hostages until I cleverly managed to escape. I ran for miles and miles through neighborhoods and homes, being pursued by the bad guys until I finally found shelter at a Mexican restaurant. Upon arrival, I immediately headed to the restroom only to be greeted by holes in the floor in lieu of toilets. Every where I went, I was faced with less than appealing circumstances... that is until I ended up in bed with a drunken Seth Rogen... Random shit went on all night like this until I finally woke up at 5:50AM.
MORAL OF THAT STORY: Going to sleep without a goodnight kiss from Mary Jane is a little bit of a nightmare.
Oh and Happy April Fool's Day.