About me? I'm not sure..I could talk about some other stuff. A story maybe?
Imagine walking through a field at night, good stars, very quiet.
'Let's go over there'
'Dude, there's a fence'
'Nay tis crap, we can climb it'
No good reason, the grass on the other side is just slightly more orange. So we approach the fence, reach out and BANG white lights rushing mind leaping high in the air and cursing that f*cking electrified b*stard of a fence.
Next memories involve lying on the grass watching the sky. Who taught those clouds to dance with the stars? I must have words.
Suddenly SNORT unimaginably loud noise, bad fear, a Bull! There's...