When things get really bad, I dig myself

When things get really bad, I dig myself deeper. Like this one time, at a party, where the entire room stood in absolute silence, staring at me right after I had just

asked where Euthanasia is, I dug myself in deeper by making educated guesses at it's continent, bordering countries, latitude, longitude and language. The whole room burst into lau

danum-soaked applause, and soon an expedition to the fabled continent of Euthanasia was swiftly being planned. As Chief Expeditionary, I was given a stipend of forty two million

Dollars and I went and got a bugatii

it went so fast that i crashed

They suddenly started chasing me. I had to get away as soon as possible. Until one of them clung onto me. One by one. Oh how am I going to fix this problem until them kill me.

But at last i was about to die when a shadowy figure appeared from the sky and all of them stopped and stared.

i took the opportunity and ran with literally i started to run but when i got to the doorway a guard stepped in front of me.

It was a mouthguard, which dribbled after my locomoting nose. It was all left and right of nostril curling pandemonium until a white light fell, descending and descending.