gas station sushi

you, me, gas station. what are we getting for dinner? sushi of course. uh oh! there was a roofie inside of our gas station sushi. we black out and wake up in a sewer. we’re surrounded by fish, horny fish. you know what that means, fish orgy. the stench draws in a bear. what do we do? we’re gonna fight it. bear-fight bare-handed bare-naked? oh yes please. we befriend the bear after we beat it in a brawl, then we ride it into a chuck e cheese. dance dance revolution. revolution? overthrow the government? uh, i think so. next thing you know, i’m reincarnated as jesus christ, then i turn into a jet, fly into the sun, black out again, wake up, do a bump, white out (which i didn’t know you could do), then i smoked a joint, greened out, then i turned into the sun, uh-oh, looks like the meth is kickin in- duh buh hyzuk hydbuh hyk hy huh haa hbugh bgaah aah aaaaah