After realizing the camel i brought with me recognized you I would head nuzzle your shoulder. Once you recover from the shock of a camel mooing at you and a naked person nuzzling your shoulder I say, "The path will soon be clear to you," while slipping a note into your pocket. You shove me off and continue on your way.
After a mediocre, Tuesday night at the local strip club you go home. Upon arriving to your shoddy apartment you prepare for bed since you have a shift early in the morning at "John Smith's Authentic Tye Food". Standing in your dank bathroom, or what you call your bathroom, half-naked you clench your removed pants in one hand and the beer stained piece of paper in the other. The worn note contains the single word "orange". Remembering the strange yet pleasant encounter with an overly-affectionate naked homeless man and his mooing camel. You precede to dispose of the note and as a nightly tradition you burn your pant and eat the ashes.
Years go by and you continue with your happy life. You marry, have three kids, divorce, kill your ex-spouse, escape to Mexico, the U.S.A. annexes Mexico resulting in your residence now being in jurisdiction, and you are arrested for distributing illicit drugs and the murder of your ex-spouse and Jack White.
Sitting in the execution room eating your final meal, (meth stuffed empanadas), you contemplate your final moments. The utensils are placed on the table signifying your acceptance of death. Heavy hands grab your shoulders as your placed in the seat. You begin to ride the lighting. Horrifying pain has now been replaced with peace. Existing as one with the universe you meet Robert Plant. He says, "Orange you glad to see me?"
Your mind flashes back to the strung out homeless man. The word orange repeats over and over in your head. Then you realize. That homeless man had given you salvation. Escape from endless rebirth. Your destiny now is to tour the cosmos and rock out with Robert Plant.
This is what I would do to you. Rock on.
