The Bad Thing that happened last night

So I was in the club last night when I saw a girl with a bionic arm, it looked like something from a teddy picker. As I cautioned over to the fireside where she stood mad sounds echoed through my head. "Do I wanna know?" I asked to myself, but the black treacle in my knees told me that my propeller did want to know. I said to her "I bet you look good on the dancefloor", she said back to me "Suck It and See". At this point I fell on the floor, the old yellow bricks of my mind making me pull a sitting instrument from a nearby party-goer, we both looked at him and went "Don't sit down cause I moved your chair". As I whipped open my pants, inscribed with the tongue in cheek D is for Dangerous, she began crying lightening and making noises like she thunderstorms from her rear. As the riot van approached to offer us young love-birds a reckless serenade, we noticed there was a teenage officer walking out, his hi-vis jacket gave him the appearance of a fluorescent adolescent. At this point we began going at it like dangerous animals. Now, with my love potion approaching the hellcat spangled shalalala we began discussing how love is a laserquest and dance the piledriver waltz. My plan was when the sun goes down to take the girl, called Arabella, to see how I do all my own stunts, pull her knee socks up and say to her "Stop the world I wanna get off with You". However we were unfortunately interrupted before this point by a drunken man telling us he'd left the library pictures in room 505 this was the point at which we went that's where your wrong and he went dance little liars back to us swiping a digging motion across the floor of the hall. He was acting as though this house was a circus and I was feeling like I had the jewellers hand, all heavy with fire and the thud when I dropped it dangling down against the wall. The trip I was having know I managed to snap out of it. At this point I said to the imaginary girl I love "Why'd you only call me when your high?" I fell onto the street outside my home and looked at the bell, the red light indicates the doors are secured but my dignity was not. Then the girl from round the girl said she'd do me a favour if I war a balaclava. I could feel a certain romance between us that night as we looked at the view. From the afternoon the following day we put on our dancing shoes, she wasn't attractive, perhaps vampire is a bit strong but... I'd still take you home to my little place - "from ritz to rubble if compared to your abode" I told her. We'd met many years ago, I told her "You Probably Couldn't See for the Lights but You Were Staring Straight at Me. I'd still take you home and talk fake tales of San Francisco though as I might get a peak at your mardy bum." I passed her a CD with my No 1 party anthem and told her it was one for the road as we parted company.

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