I see mick standing there I don't know how other than the fact that it smells like a flaming sack of shit, but he knows what had happened. He looked at me like I was michael Jackson yeeting an air freshener at the bath tub. He threw moist sponges at me in embarrassment. While running through a wall like the koolaid man.

I walk down the stairs. Mick was playing just dance, when he saw me, he hid behind the couch and then he asked me on a date.

End of part 3