BRAIN: “ok poop coming out now”
BRAIN: also, who doesn’t lock their door in SF?!
SHAC: are you supposed to?
BRAIN: what is your address again?
M FOSTER:the world is a sad
M FOSTER:Â sad place
M FOSTER: Best part is where he talks about being out of TP
BRAIN: can you imagine not locking your door in SF?
M FOSTER: yeah no joke
M FOSTER: and then not calling the police in this situation….I was really hoping the last tweet would be something like.Â Â “OMG he’s kicking down the door to my bedroom. The door just broke. He’s got a chainsaw. He’s sawing off my leg. It hurts so bad. Is that my torso? Oh noes! Don’t cut off my torso.
BRAIN: “ok – I’m bleeding all over the place.Â I wonder if I should call an ambulance?”