So I decided to step up my game from the cocaine induced blackout from last week. This week I got up at 1:46 am promptly and went straight to black tar heroin mixed with some high grade Angel Dust. As it all kicked in, I started tasting colors and drove to Walmart. As luck would have it, everyone at Walmart turned into 12 foot tall lizard creatures armed with flaming axes. No problem I thought. I fended off the creatures (possibly maiming several innocent shoppers) and got out of there as soon as Johnny Law came around asking questions. I curled up in the fetal position and chained myself to the radiator to ride out the storm. Just woke up
What actually happened: I was at work and the Bills scored shortly after I left the hallway and went into the nurse's station. Thanks for listening to my nonsense