Today started like any other day, I woke up with a hangover and did some yoga (don't ask). I then went to make myself a frosty glass of soda before heading downstairs to work on my film but I got a headache so I decided to lay down on the bed for a second. I came too on TheFoot's living-room floor covered by him. I asked TheFoot "What the hell?" and he responded "You really thought you couldn't be touched eh?" I had no idea what was going on and was completely disoriented. Turns out that I had been footnapped. TheFoot did however make me a ham sandwich with some lay classic chips on the side which were laced with drugs (I think) because I passed out while TheFoot played with my pooper and shaved my ass hairs.