You look at the guy on your couch. And seeing on how you never even saw this asshole before last night. you don't think it would be a big deal if you shrank him.
"Hell, he doesn't even have a car. He walked, so if anyone asks I can say. He must have left before I woke up." you think too your self. It works out so perfectly that you can't help but think He was put here for the purpose of being shrunken by you,
You try too stay calm, aim the lazar-pointer at him, then you apply pressure too one of the buttons.
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