Apr 25, 2006 23:38
So after I woke up in the bushes outside my window one morning, I wondered to myself how I got outside but disregarded the thought once I saw the blood spattered all over the shards of broken glass. I was attacked by emo garden knomes with glass plates. Instantly it all came back to me. Yes. The gnomes. It all started the night before when I got into the car with Tom. We were driving 90 down a 50 kph road when flashing lights appeared behind us. What we thought to be the police was just a Portuguese dance club on wheels. We walked inside and we were instantly not greeted. At first I thought they were just being Poruguese, but on second glance, they were all frozen like time had stopped. And time had stopped. Somehow the space-time fabrication was disrupted when I entered the club, which isn't all that surprising seeing as the space-time fabrication would have to be disrupted first before I could even think of entering a Poruguese dance club on wheels. Anyways, time had stopped. I quickly pulled Tom away from pulling down people's pants. Unfortuntely, this accidentally caused Tom's pants to come down too revealing the hiding place of the emo garden gnomes. This is all I remember before waking up in the bushes the next day.