Sheeeeeit! What's going on? I can't think of anything. I've got off the train at Airhead Central.
Hello? Author calling brain. Words please - now! Nothing. This is serious.
I write, therefore I am. I don't write, therefore I'm toast. I suppose a paragraph is too much to ask? Okay, I'll settle for a sentence. Brain? Are you there?
A word, damnit! Pleeeeeease? Pretty please? Arrrrgggghhhhhhh! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
Okay... chill. Calm down. Just relax. Think of fluffy stuff... gamboling kittens.
That's better. Now, where do I get my best inspiration? The throne! *goes to the bathroom with laptop* Eureka!