It was a Friday. I saw a movie, but it wasn't very long,

so I snuck into another one.

Employees caught me. They threw me out into the mall.

All in all, it was pretty fun.

But then it happened: I bumped into a random guy.

He said "Excuse me," and he tried to walk away.

But I had just had a psychic vision.

I said, "Sir, I don't know why, but I know your name." I said:

I know, I know, I know your name.

I know, I know, I know your name.

I know, I know, I know your name.

I know, I know, I know your name is...

Your name is Bob! Your name is Bob.

Your name is Bob, I know.

The guy said, "Sorry, my name is Fred,"

and then he slowly walked away. I never saw that guy again.

Went back to my house.

Went to my room to feed my fish which was floating on it's back,

so I gave it to the cat.

When he was finished, I took the bones away,

but right before I reached the garbage something happened in my brain.

Well, I had just had a psychic vision.

I said, "Cat, I don't know why, but I know your name." I said:

I know, I know.....

The cat said nothing, and then threw up

onto my freshly shampooed carpet.

I rolled my eyes and walked outside.

It started raining.

I ran for shelter in an alleyway that smelled as if an elephant had died.

There was a box there.

I looked inside to see a homeless man,

dressed in rags, bearded and insane.

And suddenly I had a psychic vision.

I said, "Sir, I don't know why, but I know your name." I said:

I know, I know..........

The homeless man stared. He looked a bit scared.

He asked me how I knew his name. I couldn't say.

And it was awkward. He fell asleep,

and I walked back home in the rain, in the rain.

But then it happened: Another vision came to me.

Another psychic idea from my dreams.

I knew I had to burn down the supermarket to achieve world peace.

So I did.