How do I keep myself occupied/entertained in this inexplicably small town without any friends?
Exhibit A (Fantasy): Layna's favorite slippers, Lady Slippers, called out to the frisky BlueMoon beer bottle, enticing him with her cozy interior. BlueMoon hopped into my left shoe to snuggle up with her. It's a fine romance.
Mr. Ukulele was a little drunk and he passed out, misssing his chance to get with the Lady Slippers. Poor Mr. Ukulele.
Exhibit B (Reality) : I put my slippers on my bed, placed my beer in my shoe, and set my Ukulele down beside them.
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