So I was a wake around 6:45 and my room mate comes in from tramping around and runs into my room to tell me theres a guy passed out in the hall way outside my door. I run out there with my camera and the guy is qrapped up in his coat with his legs stick out and he sturs when I open the door and looks at his cellphone.
him "what time is time"
me "time for you to find some place else to sleep"
him "who's that?"
me "this is god speaking... actually, this is the person that lives here. I think you had best leave"
him "quater of seven? yes, I think you are run"
and he comes out of his jacket, stands up and leaves.

maybe it was God. asleep on the job. what a slacker

god had an ugly jacket on.

you should have woke him up by kicking him, or dropping him off at a dumpster

YOU SHOULD HAVE TOOK A PISS ON HIM

no way, you guys are too quick to beat or piss on...to really fuck with him, you lay down next to him and sing soft into his ear. ask him, would you fuck me, cuz id fuck me, id fuck me so hard...then if he says yes, then piss on him and beat him. if he says no, ask him again, and again until he says yes. then beat him.

you should have went to mt Fuji, pulled down your pants, took a shit so forcefully that it would fly all the way from Fuji and land in that guy's next bowl of ice cream.... that'll teach him!