I was just minding my own business last night, watching Star Trek and fixing a computer for a local restaurant when this GIANT FRICKING T-REX burst right through my wall and roared at me! Then he hesitated, shuffled his feet a little, apologized for getting carried away, and threw a CD at me. After demanding in no uncertain terms that I post the entire contents of the CD on the internet (because, in his words, "my arms are too stubby to type with and your entire species is stubby so you're probably used to it"), he stormed out. After changing my pants, I opened up the CD and this is what was on it:
Repairs to my wall have begun. And one more thing: as he was leaving and gnawing on the remains of my couch, he mentioned that he would be back with more. Fun.
