FUCKING BOLLOCKS!!! The drink isn't a drink! It's POISONOUS RADIOACTIVE MOONBEAM AIR! From the moon! Now you're in deep shit...It seems that you've started to mutate into a mutant of some form or another. Your features gradually change; you start to develop a recessed forehead, your shirt is changing into a Slayer T-shirt, your hair is becoming oddly curly and long at the back. You look strangely monkeyish, with an acne-scarred face, you look sort of simean.. That's it! You've turned into the half man half ape child rock worshipping bad-boy Simonkey Bates! SLAYER! WASP! MOTLEY CRUE! AC/DC!
What shall you do? You can;
Smash your head into the nearest wall, with all of your simean strength and might,
Not do anything, and see what happens.
