Don't Do Drugs!

Write a random-ass story with the below sentence as your starting.

“The consequences of drug abuse were more serious than I/he/she thought…”

The probs of medicine abuse wuz more harder than it think... One day, when I wuz rolling down the heel, got one hairy hairy old woman. he smile and smile at me, and I smile and smile bak as I look and look at his sweety armpit as it drip yellorwer colur water... he look at me with his pretty pretty face and shake shake his bushy bushy face and smile and smile more at me. I told him to stop whacking around the bush and tell him what she want. "Xiao uncle, what do you wnat from herrrr?" I ask, still rolling down the heel. "Orh. I want you to makan this medicine." said the old woman, rolling down the potatoe with me. Never in my 6 year old life have I ever heard anything so cool. So I ate the penadol and went high high. I could never fly before but now I could. so I went to the place where I wanted to fly the most and flew to the celieng and my head come off. stupad fan.

But then arh, suddenly ah, two minutes later, I become black black one... my teeth become like elephant teeth liddat and I could no longer roll... instead, I must fly everywhere. and it is velli hard for me to go and pee. my pee was purple in colur and i could not shit anymore.... I was so scared scared so I went finishing in the swimming pool and caught a flying shark. so the flying shark and me fly and fly everywhere. Then my uncle go and scold me, say I do not roll and roll but fly and fly.... I velli scared say got one hairy hairy preeety guy say I must eat penadol and I say he is velli cool. so I eat lor. He give me a slap to my armpit and call me stupid stupid boy. but I cry and cry and say I am a girl. Then i go to my own toilet and cry and cry somemore, staring at me purple colur pee. It was so comforting because it smile and smile at me.

The next day, I tell the old uncle that I love him but I cannot eat anymore candy called penadol... cos it make me fart. So now, my pee is not purple colur anymore and I do not fly and fly and fly... instead I like rolling down the carrot... uncle say I am a guud guud girl and I happy and happy so I kiss the fan. and found my head. however, my swollen buttside tells me I still miss the old old woman. cos she is so cool.

Never take medicine again!!! BE LAMEEEE!!! (and you will always find your head)