John lost his phone and he was sad. He was gonna get a flip-phone, but he didn't. He was gonna be a rebel and not get another smartphone, just so that he wasn't like everyone else. It's like how the two of us grew up near the beach but rebelled
John woke up to some screaming the other night. He got scared, so he told me all about it. It may or may not have included a spiky iron dildo. Maybe it didn't. Let's say it did. Either way, John got scared. Then we talked about Transformers.