I FEEL LIKE I STRIPPED OFF EACH AND EVERY ARTICLE OF CLOTHING JUST TO RUN WITH MY BARE ASS FREE IN THE NIGHT AIR AT THE BUSIEST TIME OF NIGHT THROUGH THE CROWDED STREETS OF TROLL LONDON. PLEASE EUTHANIZE ME ON SIGHT IF YOU SEE ME EVEN THINKING ABOUT PULLING THIS KIND OF GAG-INDUCING STUNT AGAIN.