5 hour energy gives me nightmares.
of dead people being dragged through streets while livings ones tear them apart,
crashing in a blimp (the pilot says thank you for joining us for .... .... .... " [sound of engines starting] ... and as the blimp starts moving, "well, theres one small step for man and on-* [horrific screaming as the blimp tilts heavily forward into the ocean and im trying to call my mom on the cellphone], my cousin sending me autopsy videos then trying to show me human remains.
theres other shit i cant remmember, its just fucked. the whole night, everytime i close my eyes, i see a snl from hell.
in other news,
brad neely is fucking awesome
work is the curse of the drinking classes