ahh yes... a scanner, a marvelous contraption. This is the story of my wild saturday night punch fun-happy-happy-lucky-cool adventure.
It started with PUNCH in this room. As you can see, I have no clue what the hell is going on, even though I love BBT's vid, and know that scene. Thus we can conclude that I'm totally PLASTERED.
I then apparently met these PEOPLE in the hall, and they ensnared me for some reason.
I then must have met TITTIEGIRL at the CODE BLUE party. TITTIEGIRL scares the hell out of me.
Not THIS man though.
From there I believe I was coerced into following TITTIEGIRL to her party, where she managed to convince one of her "Thespian" friends into a close encounter of the drunken kind.
Well, at that point, TITTIEGIRL convinced me that down there somewhere were my SHOES (which were missing from the get-go I believe). She was lying, I can tell by the look on her face. All I found down there were NIPPLES (Therefore not SHOES).
Meanwhile CREEPYBOY (See above picture with blocked face) was plotting against me. He told me my SHOES were in the elevator down the hall. I of course, being PLASTERED, made for the elevators posthaste. While I had my back turned, he choked me with a FEATHER BOA, and I subsequently passed out. He then convinced a pack of raving GOBLINS (See: Adolescents with nothing to do at a Con at 3am) to draw GRAFFITTI all over me whilst I was unconcious.
I awoke in a large LOST AND FOUND bin.
Apparently this bin was run by some kindly ELVES know to some as the STAFF. They tended my wounds and helped me to return from the mists of MORPHEUS. They were understanding of the whole situation and my vow to destroy CREEPY BOY. (They even escorted me out to have a cig break, Thanks guys if you're reading this.)
When morning dawned I returned to my hotel, and met the rest of my companions.
THE END
THANK YOU SATURDAY NIGHT STAFFERS!
"in the morning when i have wood..i like to walk around my house and bump random shit with it.... " -Random comment on grouphug.us