Sometimes when i feel slightly nostalgic, I urinate tropicana on my pet blond woman named sparkey while eating anarexic goldish by the names of Alfred Isaac the second and Sebastian Edmond Cavotta the first preferably, on the occasion, i go to the local second hand old people store and set them alight on top of tall skyscrapers and drink an unrecomended amount of vinegar with a slight hint a pomegranite.