You are probably expecting something horrific to happen. The feeling of dread as the tension builds and builds as something can be heard edging it's way to the door. You peek through the keyhole as the shadow darts away. The anxiety is unbearable. Minutes turn to hours as the tension weighs heavy on your forehead, the sweat dripping from your pores. You are in a state of shock, not knowing what lies out there. Your mind conjures all sorts of unimaginable horrors that might eat you or worse. Then you slowly open the door, ever so slowly to find the severed head of your girlfriend, in a box, sent by the russian mob. There is also a serial killer on the loose and you are the only Gay African American in a city of White people. Your car always fails to start and the best plan of survival is to always make bad decisions. My computer is low on memory so i will make this brief:
if you can read this, then you are nearly done and there is one last thing to do.
it is of utmost importance and cannot be shared with anyone. Do you really want to know? are you sure? there is no going back. Here it is: lprai lfoos. Got you hehe