oh my god, the barkingman is saying my name...

  
"Hey, Remmie come on man, loosen up! Are you ok? You look like somebody bit your dress off and melted your wig... come on man, this is my big shot! I NEED this job! I got an pitbull back home that needs surgery..."

 

The world is warping, like a candy wrapper is all around my vision, and the taste in me is tainted... the next thing I know I'm on a makeshift movie set...
 

 and just as suddenly, i forget that and became filled with the sensation of crippling laughter in my thigh