"No Kevin, skinny jeans is not a way to snort koolaid."

So kevin is watching tv with his mom, and he asks where does koolaid come from. His mom slapped him and asked if he was on crack. He walked out of his house and fell on the sidewalk. He got up and walked into the barber shop. He asked for a buzz cut. The barber took the money, threw him on thje ground, and called the police. Kevin got up and said "what" and was proceeded by a knee in the face. He crawled home with his skinny jeans ripped. On his way home a wheel from an 18 wheeler picked  him up as he spun down the highway stuck in a tire. The driver knew he was there, but paid no attention to him. The driver made a sharp turn, and kevin smashed his face into the curb. He was gasping for air as he walked home to his basement. He got on his computer, checked his facebook, he got 3 blocks, 6 unfriendings, and 7 hate messages. He had 1 notification from himself liking his own comment. Kevin was frickin popular and proud. He began to get into his underwear, sit on the ground, and spin in a circle until he got a notification. After 4 hours, a migraine, and possibly brain damage, he got a notification. He clicked on the red number. It said,no one liked your status. He got up and jumped on his cat. his cat clawed him in the face as kevin was screaming. while this was happening,a big black man walked down the basement stairs, took off his shoe, and grabbed his toenail. He pulled as hard as he could when he had a flashback. His mom was cooking spaghetti while he just learned how to walk. He had the same face he does now, with a babie's body. He walked out side as a motorcycle stopped at his house and kevin walked up to the man. He took off his helmet and kicked kevin 10 feet up his driveway. he rode off. He soon went back to reality as blood was gushing out of his toe. His mom ran down stairs, said clean your room, and went to the bar. Kevin just layed there thinking what would happen if he had yellow converse.