Fail

If I could imagine myself somewhere right now, it would be in a grassy field, as far as the eye can see. I would be all alone playing the bagpipes. Then a bunch of girls would surround me dancing to my music. They would dance like preforming for a croud, but there would be no other people around. Then lots and lots of children would run through the feild, all happy. I would suddenly burst into a really fast song on my pipes and a old man with a beard would start playing a drum to my music. The hungry people of the world would come amongst us, and the children would hand them bread and milk.
Well I bought bike shorts a while ago and some gloves today. The shorts have saved me from some pain. I havn't washed them yet though, they are starting to brew up quite a delicious smell.