With a massive hangover, I found this morning

I would have a reputation for being an alcoholic. I should have known something was wrong when I started to drink on my own. Social drinking is far more accepted on facebook since

four thousand people would Like my posts, even though not a single one of them could make sense of the gibberish I tend to write when I'm totally boozed up. It's just not as much f

un, knowing that unless I got 4,000 "Likes" on my posts each and every day, my boss would shoot me. Literally. No wonder I drank so much. I needed something more.

So, I went to crowd-sourcing. With a few punches of a button, I got 10,000 likes from friends in South Korea. This was fine, until they all came to visit.

And they were all dancing gangnam style which was disturbing because their synchronicity was sympathetic to our apartment buildings natural resonance. I screamed "내 인생을 뒤집어!"

because I was staring at a sign that said, "내 인생을 뒤집어!" The sign hung over the door of Psy's office. But when I walked into the office, I saw Dr. Who operating controls.

He had as many arms as Vishnu, and was manipulating levers, buttons, and knobs at blinding speeds. "Hey, Who," I called to him, bu the Dr. ignored me and continued preparing the

Tardis for yet another Dalek invasion of Earth. Dr Who gathered together, an unholy alliance of silurians, cyber men and purple goo. Daleks encircled the globe - it looked hopeless

But from his jacket pocket he removed a bag'. 'would you like a jelly baby' he asked the daleks. He knew that once they were hooked, there was no way they would destroy earth...