Napalm might work...

I SWEAR TO GOD THEY'RE FOLLOWING ME.

Yesterday as I pulled out of the driveway and rounded a corner, I saw a cosplayer in their little poorly-made sailor fuku. I live in a quiet neighbourhood comprised mostly of babyboomers so this was like seeing a man wearing naught but a fluffy pink g-string and fruitbowl headgear on a Saudi Arabian street corner. Instinct told me to turn the wheel sharply for great justice, but I had a class to get to. Next time, Gadget...

I just woke up at 10am after sleeping for 19 hours. I really need to stop doing that.