"shark tank I am asking for a billion dollars for a 1% share in The Retard Helmet; The Helmet That Makes You Retarded"
I wake up, tied up to a chair. She fucking knocked me out and tied me up. I'll fucking kill her. The door opens. She is holding what looks like an unassuming bicycle helmet. But I know what it is. I know what power it hides. We've been working on it together. And now she fucking has me sitting here.
