Since I lost my goddamn phone, I was unable to do carry out any missions. Without my uber communication device and its imba Rangers message tone, there is no way HQ can contact me. So, naturally, I wasn't given any mission.
As you can see, without any mission assigned to me, I am very free. So free that I decided to post on this dead blog. When I am free, I have nothing to do. When I have nothing to do, I want to find something to do. When I want to find something to do, something came up to my mind. When something came up to my mind, I know what I wanna do. When I know what I wanna do, I know what I wanna be. Yes, I know what I wanna be...
A ROCK STAR!
Here's an equation that summarises what I'd said just now:
Lost phone
= No uber communication device
= No imba Rangers message tone
= No contact with HQ
= No mission
= Very free
= Nothing to do
= wanna find something to do
= Something came up to my mind
= I know what I wanna do
= I know what I wanna be
= ROCK STAR!
RIGHT, a rock star. I will hold concert, sing loads of rubbish songs about the environment and I will say,
" When I say 'fart', you all 'poooooot'! Fart!"
"Pooooooooooooooot!~"
"Fart!"
"Pooooooooooooooot!~"
" When I say 'fart', you all 'poooooot'! Fart!"
"Pooooooooooooooot!~"
"Fart!"
"Pooooooooooooooot!~"
...
And it goes on and on...
The End.
CRAPPPP~
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