| You chase after him, and before you know it, you have launched yourself at him, and are now clinging to his legs, with your lips kissing his butt over and over again. The police soon arrive, and drag you away from Owen. A restraining order is placed against you. Life sucks, man. The next day in the news, Owen tells how he knew something was wrong with you when you wouldn't stop looking at him. He thinks that you attacked him out of spite, and were planning it while he sat there. Even though you have that silly little restraining order against you, you must contact him somehow.... and tell him... tell him that you love him.... bwah ha ha haaaa! Thus begins the life of a stalker. He lives in terror, only leaving his house from the back entrance, but you see him. You always see him. Bwah ha ha haaaaaaaaaa! |
| Meeting Owen Wilson |
| The End |
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