While I was watching the Pachuca sunrise at the dog park, I said to myself, "Hey! Is that a ninja up there?" Turns out it was my buddy Rob's alien drilling, and I'm totally not down with Rob's alien. I left and went to the cock fights where I lost all my money to some women we haven't met yet. Then one of the women asked me to play clowns in a killer game of Crisco Twister. I told her to pony up and in an attempt to get away, she yelled "Monkey!!! Knife!!! Fight!!!." I got distracted and she got away, but I still felt the game needed me. I then realized that this was all a dream I had a while ago becoming real, so in order to fulfill the dream, I went to an absinthe party at the Fly Honey Warehouse on Memphis and 53rd.