He later says "Ew, a bug. Get the fuck away." He flicks you from his black polo shirt, and you are sent flying. You dont know where you will land.
You fall in a glass. On a coincidence, your dad finds the beer and pours it in the glass. He doesnt notice you.
You are swimming up from the glass. With your small size, the glass is tall as a 3 story house. You dont wanna drown in the beer. He takes the beer glass and takes it to the porch. There, he continues to chat with others.
He wants to now drink the beer. The beer for you becomes a wave of tsunami now. You are flown away. You see his mouth open. You fly in it. You hit a tooth of his, and get knocked out. You wake up around 10 minutes later, in his mouth, near his tounge. It is dark. He opens his mouth to eat his hot dog, and you manage to jump out. You later fall and roll under his black polo shirt. He doesnt feel anything. You later get tangled in his chest hair. You cant get out. You eventually fall asleep.
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