Oh my god last night I had the worst dream I've ever had in my life I was sitting in my house watching tv when all of the sudden, would you know it, I got swatted in road island so fast my head spun. I've never been so scared and then so relieved ever in my life.

When I realized I wasn't actually getting swatted in road island and I was safe at home it was the most palpable and powerful catharsis I have ever experienced in my whole life,even past lifes if you believe the indian shaman i talked to after giving him my spare change outside of the dollar store. He confirmed I had never been swatted in road island ever in any past lifes. Which was a relief, but for some reason I felt kinda sad about it.

Everyone has a black sheep in the family who has been swatted in road island once or twice and I feel like it's a lack of character on my part to have never been put in the position to get swatted in road island in the first place. It's like getting arrested, sorta. It's not a good thing to happen to you really but everyone knows if you've never been arrested you are lame and boring. I think that's sort of the same with getting swatted in road island.

I'm da joka baby
Eeyeha!