A blade of euphoria strikes you like a bolt of lighting after you continuously try to reload that meat gun and it finally explodes with the amount of shots equivalent to the amount of reloads you made.
I don't know how this works if you're a lady. Even more clueless if you're a transexual.
The movie theater darkens. You came to enjoy the cinematic adventure and the floor is sticky. You're hating your life --- until someone behind you says, "I just came."
Now you feel dirty too.