(~Confused? I am too. Start at episode one?)
I, @nonameslefttouse the writer himself, have been sitting here waiting for this "Haffanower" asshole for another half hour. I just don't get it. How hard is it to remember soy sauce?
"Bring soy sauce." It's not a very long list. Any idiot can figure this out. Surely it can't be too hard for the drunk meth'd out variety.
Oh shit, I forgot about the one's in the fridge! Why am I sitting here waiting for this guy, starving my chicken balls off, when what I need, I have?
Join me, will you, as we peer into my fridge...
Whoa ho ho ho! I don't remember that being in there...
I didn't even eat the mushrooms yet. This can't be happening. I need my fucking SOY SAUCE!!
Knock Knock
Who's there?
The Peace Keeper.
The peace keeper... who?
Hey now buddy, I don't know who you are or what your thing is... but that isn't my thing alright? I think you have the wrong place.
Do you have the soy sauce?
~Will our hero, @nonameslefttouse the writer himself open the door? Will there be soy sauce at the end of the tunnel? Will the new visitor get his piece? (I hope not.)
Stay Tuned
