I WATCHED THE CLOCK.
IT WAS EARLY.
AND AN AFROAMERICAN GUY WAS INSIDE MY BEDROOM!!!
"THEY'RE WATCHING YOU MIKE" HE SAID.
"SO WHAT'S YOUR NAME?" I ASKED SHAKING MY HEAD.
"MY NAME IS MORFEUS"
"AH, WELL, NOW I GET IT" I SAID AND "DON'T WANT ANY PILLS"
"THEY'RE WATCHING YOU"
"WHO?"
"THE BIG BROTHER"
"AH... C'MON!"
"IT'S THE INTERNET MICHAEL" SAID THE GUY.
"YOU MEAN MY BANK ACCOUNT? IT'S IN SWITZERLAND!!!" I LIED.
"NO, MIKE. WHAT YOU WRITE IN YOUR BLOG IS A PROJECTION OF YOUR DIGITAL SELF"
"YOU'RE KIDDING?"
"IF YOU SEE AN AGENT... RUN"
AND HE WAS CARRYING AN OLD FASHIONED PHONE, THE PHONE RANG, HE ANSWERED, AND THEN DISSAPPEARED.
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I TOLD ALL THIS TO MY BOYFRIEND. WHAT HE SAID?
"SO YOU WERE IN YOUR ROOM ALONE WITH AN AFROAMERICAN???!!! X( "
O.o
GLUP
I'M IN TROUBLE
