If you really want to know okay...
Okay I woke up right, I went on to Newgrounds before starting my day. I then went to submit my new song right. Then I had to think about it, so I went to the bathroom to think about it right... I took a shit. (Still thinking). I went back to the computer, thought about it some more. Saw a can of Lysol, so I sprayed it in the bathroom, because it stunk shit, right. After doing that, went back to the computer. I was about to type the right title, but then I forgot. So I decided to go get some breakfast. I got up, went over the the refridgerator opened it and got out a carton of milk. Then went to the pantrey to get the FROSTED FLAKES@@@!. I then sat down, at it up. Went back upstairs, got back on the computer. Then right before I had the idea in my head(i mean a kickass title), the door bell rang. I went downstairs to get the door. It was a little gir scout, she asked if I wanted some girl scout cookies. I bought one box, brought it upstairs with me. Ate like 2 of the cookies in the box... they tastes like I was eating the dried shit off a bufflos ass. So I went to the window to see if the girl scout was still out selling them. Hooray, she was. I went outside, told her to come here. So I could get my money back and to tell her it tastes like shit... I told her and she started crying. Shit I fucked up... (still thinking bout' the damn title.) I told her I was kidding, to cheer her up. Then after she stop crying, I told her to give my money back. She kick me in my nuts and ran off. Damn I wish I had that $5 still, damn would I like a red bull right now. Oh and then I went back inside, and made up some random ass title(The Piano Whisper). Don't no why, then made a series out of the Piano Whisper song. And then lived the rest of my life.
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