"STUPID ASSES CAN'T SING TO SAVE THEMSELVES!!!"
Bond tries to ignore the music but he just could not take it anymore. He goes inside his pocket and grabs his handgun and aims it at the radio. BAM! He shoots the radio but not only that he was so distracted from this, he ends up crashing.
"Damn...I need to sue these boys."
He ends up walking all the way back to his home. At home he goes to his fridge to see if he has any milk and cookies. When he opens his fridge, he finds a note that says:
Oh and Mister, we have also left you complementary soy milk and vegan cookies. GO VEG!
"Stupid.....uuurrghghhh!!!...Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to try."
He tries the vegan cookies, which aren't so bad. But once he tried the soy milk he couldn't take it anymore. He grabs his handgun once more and shoots the living daylights out of his fridge. Just after this he receives a phone call from his boss.
"Hello?"
"Bond, please don't shoot your car and don't shoot the rest of your house. You will be fired if you can't do work."
"I won't"
He hangs up the phone and is pissed at his boss being a super control freak. After this Bond decides to go to bed. That night he had a terrible dream about the PETA founder, Ingrid Newkirk. In his dream she was chasing Bond around and trying to tell him to stop eating animals, stop using animals for entertainment and for experiments. Near the end of the dream she places Bond in a bowl and prepares to eat him and Bond wakes up.
"BLOODY HELL! WHAT WAS THAT?"
Bond goes to the airport to board his flight to the United States for his mission. On his way to the airport he sees a crowd of screaming fangirls and photographers. There were three guys that were also going to the same place he was going. He stops for a second and sees the guys, he doesn't know who they are and why they have fangirls. He boards his flight along with these three unknown guys. When he lands, a lady escorts him to his hotel and as usual he asks if he can stay the night over.
To be continued....
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