As the time approaches 6pm, my guy Gipple rushes to the scheduled meetup spot, the alleyway. And so he waited there impatiently but with excitement, waiting for someone to come pick him up.
Out of nowhere and from the shadows, a mysterious person approached Gipple from behind and whispered to him, "Do not move a single muscle." Little did Gipple know, he's in the alleyways of South London, and it appears to be a thug ready to mug him. "Oh could this day get any worse!" expressed Gipple in annoyance.
Gipple spontaneously attacked the mysterious person, momentarily immobilizing him. "Are you insane?! Im the one whos picking you up !!", shouted the mysterious person in pain. "oh mb g woof bark." replied Gipple.
"Cmere bru hop on the white van dawg" instructed the mystery person. Gipple complied, and followed him into the van. "I cant wait what games ill be playing!!!" expressed Gipple in excitement. That to which the mystery person replied, "Oh, the fun kind."
After a little while, the mystery person wanted to gas Gipple to make him fall asleep, only to find out that when he looked behind, he already found Gipple fast asleep, snoring and with a bubble snot floating outta his nose.