Today, I Got Kissed By The Eggs Of An Explosion...

Around 12am yesterday, I heard a knock at my door: it was a girl holding a cardboard box full of boiled eggs. She said, "..go away." I was confused, but my fireplace started up (log from the previous night), and now she was in my house. I asked her, "How long have you been in here?" She got up, and went to my front door, and began knowcking ("knowledge-knocking") on the door from the inside of my house, as if she was expecting someone to answer. I said, "..what are you doing?.." Right then, my fireplace turned into a warm, mild, neon-explosion. And she replied, "Is this how you expect to meet God?... sitting in your house?" ...I paused, and before I could say anything, the explosion kissed my cheek and the girl fell asleep.