Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
I wake up to the weirdest shit...today I slowly floated up to consciousness to hear some unfamiliar girl's voice arguing and shouting in the living room. Something about turtle tails and bleeding. So I threw on some pants, wander out, and there's this chick standing there with a miniature turtle (one of those pet stores sell in aquariums) in her hand, complaining loudly that there's something wrong with it because it's tail is missing and it's bleeding. One of my roommates and two other random dudes are also sitting there playing video games. And apparantly all of this is normal.

Sometimes I think that "What the fuck" is just far too weak of a phrase.