He wanted to lose it but he knew he couldn’t, so he got dressed and trudged off to work again. Where he stabbed himself with a sharp pencil.

There were so many women at the party Gary got nervous and hid outside under the porch where he stepped in pure evil. And then he went home.

The clouds parted and the stars sparkled. And she put her head on his shoulder and he said “it was meant to be.” And she said “nicely done.”