Monday, May 11, 2009

Ridin' the rails of the crazy train

I was in my apartment, yet it was full of immigrants and a steam locomotive crashed into the apartment. The train Crashed into my third floor apartment and crushed all the immigrants. I was so horrified that i ran to the balcony and puked over the edge and then ran to my neighbors to tell them a train was in my apartment. We called police and paramedics but pretty much everyone had been killed. The police kept asking my why i had immigrants packed into my apartment. Was it like a "shift" house..where one shift sleeps while the other goes to work and then they switch...

No, i was mortified that they would even ask such a thing.

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