You wake up to me standing over you angry as fuck. Who the hell are you? and what happened to the beautiful woman I was going to marry? Like all lesbians I committed way too soon and scared her off didn't I? and why the hell do you have her pearls? Put them on you? what? no! they're the last I have of my beloved. Besides, a guy like you would just look ridiculous in pearls, Hey why are you getting shorter? and more feminine? and more and more alluring every passing second?