It was dark.
You wanted to have a bonding session with me.
We cut our nose hairs together, sharing the same pair of sissors.
We joint them together with "Easy Bond" glue.
I said that I liked your hat.
You told me a beautiful tale. A dogs tail.
You said it was made in Taiwan but you bought it in France.
While you were in France buying your hat, something wonderful happened.
Your face turned into 35 liters of Crude oil.
Your favourite cousin took it to the market and sold it for three dollars.
Together you bought a Turkish kebab.
You both got an enjoyable dose of food poisoning.
You vomited into metal buckets and carried them all the way home.
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