The week started with my dad bringing home a taser gun. I played around with the electronics and stuff and then decided to test it outside. I fired it at a pigeon expecting it to get back up but curiously it did not rise. It was dead. Shocked, I hid the taser. A day later I was rummaging through my wardrobe when the gun activated. I blacked out. I woke up in hospital feeling sick. I was lucky to live.
That night I blacked out yet again and when i was cold i had a dream with tiny electric bolts flying everywhere
It keeps on though. I collapsed at a dinner date
This is true. Serious, no laughs