I died.
Bifmofacualar Unit stood nervously outside of the office. He glimpsed foolishly at a small yet pregnant secretary.
"Stop drooling." she wimpered voraciously.
Bifmofacualar just grinned like a styrofoam addict. Little did the secretary know that the fluid currently seeping out of his mouth was not, in fact, saliva, but stomach acid and urine. He let his eyes wander towards the carpet, where he saw two small holes.
He giggled enormously.
He died.