And Johnny was all like, 'Hey You! I'm not taking that junk from you!', so I got down with my bad self and started giving him used garage sale items, and there was this other guy who was standing there, and he was all like, 'He said he didn't want your junk, you piltred little boy!' And then Johnny yelled, 'What great imagery!' THE END
Anyway.... Um, there really wasn't any relevance to this post, besides the extemporaneous plotless story. Hmm... Well, goodbye.
Enjoy life. There''s plenty of time to be dead.