Yeah I stayed a little longer to watch the World Series, so what? The best part is that the Yankees won, one of the greatest moments of my life. Seeing the last out recorded on television at the motel room, I ran outside screaming "THE YANKEES WIN! THE YANKEES WIN!"

Then some asswipe came by and said "Shut up and the Yankee suck!"

"You take that back!"

"Why? Mariano Rivera cheats, he use spit ball"

Angered by such bullshit lie flung on my favorite player, I kicked that faggot...but didn't realized my strength and accidentally kicked him across the street.

"Oh well, he'll live"

Thankfully I ran into the Yankee territory (though small) in San Diego, they were celebrating. After spending some time there, I went to buy a can of 7up and drank it. After finishing the can, I started to feel bubbly...then I found myself prancing around, swing around the street lamp, and leaping over vehicles while singing the opening theme song of the South Park movie.

There's a bunch of birds in the sky

And some deers went running by!

Oh, the snow's pure and white on the earth rich and brown!

Just another Sunday morning in my quiet mountain town...

Someone yells "WTF?"

The sun is shining and the grass is green...under the three feet of snow I mean

This is a day hard to wear a frown

All the people stop and say 'hello'

"Shut the fuck up!"

Even though the temperature's low, it's a perfect Sunday morning in my quiet mountain to...

"Get out! Stop singing!"

"Asswipe" I said

As I walked away, I saw that idiot I kicked just across the street crying to several thugs...

"What happened? Are you okay?" one of the said

"Did a big scary man made fun of you?" the other said

"Y-yes" he sobbed

Then he saw me

"IT'S HIM!"

"Oh poopy!"

*in progress*