It was a Friday. I saw a movie, but it wasn't very long,
so I snuck into another one.
Employees caught me. They threw me out into the mall.
All in all, it was pretty fun.
But then it happened: I bumped into a random guy.
He said "Excuse me," and he tried to walk away.
But I had just had a psychic vision.
I said, "Sir, I don't know why, but I know your name." I said:
I know, I know, I know your name.
I know, I know, I know your name.
I know, I know, I know your name.
I know, I know, I know your name is...
Your name is Bob! Your name is Bob.
Your name is Bob, I know.
The guy said, "Sorry, my name is Fred,"
and then he slowly walked away. I never saw that guy again.
Went back to my house.
Went to my room to feed my fish which was floating on it's back,
so I gave it to the cat.
When he was finished, I took the bones away,
but right before I reached the garbage something happened in my brain.
Well, I had just had a psychic vision.
I said, "Cat, I don't know why, but I know your name." I said:
I know, I know.....
The cat said nothing, and then threw up
onto my freshly shampooed carpet.
I rolled my eyes and walked outside.
It started raining.
I ran for shelter in an alleyway that smelled as if an elephant had died.
There was a box there.
I looked inside to see a homeless man,
dressed in rags, bearded and insane.
And suddenly I had a psychic vision.
I said, "Sir, I don't know why, but I know your name." I said:
I know, I know..........
The homeless man stared. He looked a bit scared.
He asked me how I knew his name. I couldn't say.
And it was awkward. He fell asleep,
and I walked back home in the rain, in the rain.
But then it happened: Another vision came to me.
Another psychic idea from my dreams.
I knew I had to burn down the supermarket to achieve world peace.
So I did.