Hello.

So I went to jog just now at the park. I had the beverage of my life in that span of 40 minutes?

I was jogging along not bothering anyone, maybe except the ones who ran faster than me. Then suddenly a beetle flew onto my lower lip. I tried to use my tongue to flick it off but it stuck onto my tongue. I didn't want to spit it out because it will incur a fine of what, $3000? And I didn't have the financial means to do give the government that much money. I don't even have $95!

Damn I've only got $14 with me now. And I don't have an ATM card. My mom thinks that I'll spend it all in 3 days.

Anyway, I decided to risk the police arresting me in the middle of a park and spit the beetle out. Then I went on a spitting spree because the beetle tasted bitter.

I guess that's why its called a beetle.

Well, yeah that was the beverage of my life. Beetle concentrate. Sweet.. I mean bitter. Epic..

You: Ghastly.
Me: I know.

-kthxbai