HOW'M I FEELIN TODAY, BOSS?
You are in a maze of ocean waves, all alike. A single shark fin circles menacingly, at a constant radius of 10m, seemingly unaffected by the 3m swell.
You are in a restaurant staring into your bowl of soup. The soup whirls around in the bowl, which the waiter set in front of you just a minute ago. You look up at your boss sitting opposite you. He is about to fire you, in the nicest possible way - after you have eaten your lunch,
The Boss seems unfazed and stares intently across the room.
FIRE AT BOSS
You bust a cap in his mothafuckin' ass, bitch.
The Boss is lying on the floor dead. Other patrons of the restaurant are beginning to look annoyed that you are disturbing their peaceful lunch.
PAY FOR EVERYONE'S MEAL WITH BOSS'S CREDIT CARD
The other patrons of the restaurant seem satisfied with this response and go back to eating their meals.
Please transport me somewhere else!
Why 2? Because I still feel hollow inside.
Suddenly, a Prius crashes through the front wall of the restaurant!
AM I STILL ALIVE
You remove the battery from the Prius.
You are standing outside the restaurant. Onlookers and law enforcement officers are converging on the scene.
You are a block away from the restaurant.
You turn the corner and head away from town.
You are carrying:
The battery from a Prius
$30.65 in cash
The russian hackers (who are actually in Sacramento) tell you that they have kidnapped Shazam and encrypted her, and to get her back in cleartext you need to give them 1,543 in Bitcoin.
CALL THE DONALD
The Donald saves Shazam, gets Mexico to pay for it, and the liberals protest in the streets.
hmmph. I suppose he's not ALL bad.
I don't know where the discussion of elevators was so for the pleasure of Ignat