Who says I don't poop in a box now, Ken-Chan?

Your wish is granted, however. Things start to go wrong when you come home to find your house on fire, and all your worldly possessions destroyed. It gets worse, however, when the police blame you for the blaze and haul you into jail. YOu are denied a phone call, your processing paperwork is "lost" and you are shoved in the drunk tank with a guy named Lenny who thinks that aliens are trying to control his brainwaves and won't stop tell you all about it.

It is the longest weekend of your life.

I wish for some nice hummus.