About a night in the pub ...

I walk into the pub and conversations stop and people turn around and look at me. “Omg, it’s Ren, it’s Ren”. They look at me with great expectations and now it’s up to me … I won’t let them down. I look around and smile, I cough and I whisper “antihistamine”.

A woman gasps. I hear an “Oh” and another “Ah”. An old man already has tears in his eyes.

Ha! Nice start but there’s still some work to do. I walk around, looking at the tense faces, suddenly open my mouth and say “hydrochlorothiazide”. Some girl faints, a man drops his glass, people start talking and making noise.

I climb on a chair and scream “intermetatarsophalangeal bursitis”. There they go. Everyone is yelling and screaming and dancing and running around and punching each other’s face and having sex and drinking and getting drunk and and and …

Just another ordinary night in the pub. I have a beer and decide to go home. Goodnight ! Deoxyribonucleic acid !