Lebron James started stalking me in the backrooms and was pulling the carpet then I went crazy and noclipped out of fear, then my psychiatrist locked me into a padded room and then I came back after 3 months of being trapped in a mental hospital, I got discharged then came back here to write this.

Update 12/11/2020: Oh god no, it's Christmas, everyone in North America knows exactly what time it is... Lebron James started breaking in my house, asking me "wanna sprite cranberry?" I'm not sure if he's a hallucination, or real, every time I do something he disappears, I was paralyzed in my bed, and he broke into my bedroom, asking me in a deep demonic voice "wanna sprite cranberry?" I screamed and had a mental breakdown, when my roommate barged in, Lebron James immediately jumped out of my window. I don't know how long I can handle this

Update 12/26/2020: With the holidays nearly over, Lebron has slowly ceased his attacks on me now that Sprite Cranberry is offsale, however that does not mean that he will completely stop, I'm expecting that in one certain moment, Lebron will come out of nowhere and unleash his Pepsiness on me since he has signed up for Pepsi recently, I got my Airpod sawn-off shotgun, and 4 months worth of canned soup, noodles, and beverages, when he's coming to get me, I'll be ready for him, and hopefully this nightmare will end!

Update 2/14/2021: My girl has broken up with me on Valentines Day because I was quarantining myself from Lebron James' mind games why on Valentines Day on all days? Anyway, Lebron has gotten much closer this time, I could've sworn I saw the shadow of the late Kobe Bryant flying into the sky along with WWE Legends Jim Neidhart, and Bruno Sammartino, my food has ran out, I'm starving and trying my best not to eat the last 3 cans of canned spaghetti, to save it for a better time, I'm malnourished, I'm thirsty, I'm hearing voices in my head, they talk to me, they're warning me, not sure if I'm dreaming or this is indeed reality, I mean after all, anything can happen, and my Airpod sawn-off shotgun has one slug left, I don't know if I should wait and blast him, or save myself the hassle and blast myself...

Update: 2/23/2021: I AM THE EXALTED ONE, I AM THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL, AND I'M PLAYING FOR THE LAKERS, WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN SEEING FOR THE PAST 3 MONTHS WAS THE EFFECT OF SPRITE CRANBERRY, THE POOR WRETCHED SOUL, HAS ENDED UP KILLING HIMSELF VIA AIRPOD SAWN-OFF TO THE FACE, I HAVE CONQUERED HIM, AND SOON ENOUGH, THE WORLD WILL INDEED KNOW THAT I AM EXALTED, THAT I CAN CONTROL EVERYONE, AND THEIR MINDS, WATCH OUT, FOR YOU MAY BE THE NEXT TARGET, WAIT UNTIL THIS YEAR'S THANKSGIVING, WHEN YOU HEAR THAT WRETCHED TONE "It's the thirst, thirstiest time, of the year" IT SIGNIFIES THAT I HAVE MANIFESTED INTO THIS LONELY WORLD, AND I AM ABOUT TO PROCURE THE SOUL OF A POOR WRETCHED SAP HERE, YOU BETTER NOT RUN, YOU BETTER NOT HIDE, BECAUSE IN THE END, I WILL GET YOU, AND YOU WILL MEET YOUR JOURNEY'S END IN THE HANDS OF THE LAKERS TOP PLAYER, LEBRON JAMES.

Update 11/7/2023: On this day 3 years ago I wrote this legendary review, it was such a nice period of my life, can't believe good times fly by so fast.