I'm allowed to publish this nonsensical trash

Back from a night at Lazer Zone, incredibly beat from running around shooting people even though the game was over.

I was dressed up in 80's gear so if you were there and saw me coming... you'd have no idea how to handle the situation. Just let me shoot your stupid vest and step aside so I can chase your friends. My brown leopard print jacket was designed to throw people off their game. I remember one moment where I found the opposition huddled into a corner and if you hooked me up to an ECG you would have seen rapid flickering because it was 9000 different kinds of horrid delight. If you've read this far, you're probably worrying so here's a cute koala

It's like a passport photo!