Part 1: I hate Monday's...
It's a another beautiful day on Earth. The birds are singing, the wind is blowing, The suns shining, and Diego's throwing his alarm clock out the window. Cause he's had about enough of that fuck.
"I hate Monday's" I say as I get dressed and walk down the stairs, to my wife that doesn't care about him, and my child who screams to much. "Hi honey. Anything new today?" I ask in the most loveable way possible.
"Yes actually. Your ex boss died from food poisoning half an hour ago. And your brother got shot down." She replies in the most unloveable way possible.
"Really? Wow...The first part is amazing news...But the second part..." I say again, kinda depressed from the dead brother thing.
I tell my wife I love her and I say goodbye to my not screaming child, and I head out the door.
After a half hour of walking I decide to stop by at Tim Hortons for a coffee. This is when the milk goes bad.
As I walk into the cafe/restaurant I suddenly have the urge to puke. So I run to the bathroom and, you guessed it. Puked. When I puked though my vision went fuzzy and I fell unconscious.
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After an hour I awake. Not in the Timmy's bathroom I went unconscious in. But instead in a field. "Odd...I specifically remember passing out in a City. Where the fuck is this." I think to my self. I begin walking when I realize there's not a city in sight. Nothing but a little town in the distance.
I walk towards it. Now noticing I don't have my suit on anymore. But instead black jeans, with a white muscle shirt. "What the fuck is this? Why and how did I get into this?" I ask myself, as I continue to the town.
I arrive at the town and look around. "Is this a fucking joke? What is this?! I think someone let their spray painted horses loose."
I think to myself as I continue down the path into the centre of the town.
I hear screams and running as one of the equines see me. "0 to 100 real quick." I murmur to myself as I watch all the horses run into their houses and slamming their doors.
A minute later, six horses come towards me, and look like their ready to fight if needed to. They also have this weird taller horse with them, who's mane waved as if it was a windy day. They stop and look at me. I move my hand to rub my head and one of them pounces at me. A cyan one in particular with a rainbow mane and tail. Just before she knocked me down I said.
"I hate Monday's....."
