This thread was inspired by my interesting day today.
So I woke up on Mars because I had unknowingly purchased a new bed from the future. It has a built-in homing device that automatically forces it to return to the planet of its original manufacture when its malfunctioning. Fortunately, I kind of figured out how to work the thing (and what timing, I was down to 8% oxygen) and I decided to take a little trip to Beijing, where my girlfriend currently lives.
Honestly, the city of Beijing sucks. There's lots to do, yeah, but the smog is thick enough to swim through. Thankfully I have a double bed so we took it down to New Zealand, and found a little cafe in Auckland for some breakfast. I ate a 6-egg omlette to maintain my muscle mass, she had a vegemite sandwhich (gross). But wouldn't you know it, I parked in a handicapped spot so they towed my bed away. Freakin' Kiwis. We didn't mind much though because my girlfriend and I love the open spaces, we actually both dream of becoming shepherds.
We hitched a ride with some crazy conspiracy theorist to the countryside. His truck broke down 3km into it, but since he was towing horses, he gave us two of his fastest stallions (What charity! I don't give Kiwis enough credit). My girlfriend and I raced through the fragrant fields and over the picturesque mountains until we found the perfect sheep farm. Kinda didn't matter that we were there as we paid no attention to the sheep. We spent hours talking, then letting the silence speak through our eyes, cuddling, rolling around in the field, and just as I was about to propose to her, one of the stallions suddenly fell over so I put him over my shoulders and walked him to the nearest veterinary clinic. We're still waiting in the lobby (where I'm currently typing) for the doctor to give us the results of his brain scan... poor Pedro.
So I woke up on Mars because I had unknowingly purchased a new bed from the future. It has a built-in homing device that automatically forces it to return to the planet of its original manufacture when its malfunctioning. Fortunately, I kind of figured out how to work the thing (and what timing, I was down to 8% oxygen) and I decided to take a little trip to Beijing, where my girlfriend currently lives.
Honestly, the city of Beijing sucks. There's lots to do, yeah, but the smog is thick enough to swim through. Thankfully I have a double bed so we took it down to New Zealand, and found a little cafe in Auckland for some breakfast. I ate a 6-egg omlette to maintain my muscle mass, she had a vegemite sandwhich (gross). But wouldn't you know it, I parked in a handicapped spot so they towed my bed away. Freakin' Kiwis. We didn't mind much though because my girlfriend and I love the open spaces, we actually both dream of becoming shepherds.
We hitched a ride with some crazy conspiracy theorist to the countryside. His truck broke down 3km into it, but since he was towing horses, he gave us two of his fastest stallions (What charity! I don't give Kiwis enough credit). My girlfriend and I raced through the fragrant fields and over the picturesque mountains until we found the perfect sheep farm. Kinda didn't matter that we were there as we paid no attention to the sheep. We spent hours talking, then letting the silence speak through our eyes, cuddling, rolling around in the field, and just as I was about to propose to her, one of the stallions suddenly fell over so I put him over my shoulders and walked him to the nearest veterinary clinic. We're still waiting in the lobby (where I'm currently typing) for the doctor to give us the results of his brain scan... poor Pedro.