the context im trying to make here is that i lived in a box under the stairs that lead to the basement of the house half a block from jerry's bait shop i once got fed sauerkraut until i was 26 years old and i won the prize in a contest where you need to guess the amount of molecules on a celebrity's butt i was off by 3 but i still won and got a ticket to albuquerque, on my way to albuquerque three of the airplanes engines burned out, we crashed and everyone died except for me, i crawled to albuquerque and checked into my room at the albuquerque holiday inn, then some guy stole my lucky lucky autographed glow in the dark snorkel and got away with it, then i went to buy some donuts but all i got was weasels, then i got married and broke up with a girl, then i got a job at the sizzler, i put out a greasefire with my face, then i cut off some guy's limbs and bit off some homeless guy's jugular vein
