.black my wrists and cut my eyes.

So anyways, after I got back from my treacherous venture to the Moon Base, I continued my life as a simple dairy farmer. Where I was to live out my days in exile amongst the many four legged animals I was to farm. But, the Fates, it seemed, had a different view. Not two years after my return from that adventure, something odd happened. Dr. Seus appeared, he said he needed for a new story, so we teleported back to his world. We wrote a story that involved Microwaves, bridges, calculators, and air. And that's how we made the great book, Hop On Pop. So, after I single handedly wrote this literature masterpiece, Dr. Sues booted me outta his world and back to my dairy farm, and took alll the credit. Whatta prick. So, I bought a shot gun, got my wings, flew to his apartment and shot the bizzatch on and around the face. He died a happy bloody mess on the floor. He gave me ten cents. So, after this little..detour. I became president, I used the guise as, Nixon. I lied my way through congress and into another dimension. There, I found floating pens and such. I didn't much like those guys. So, I lied to them and they died. BOOM! And I was not amn't not ever am still not ok yeah? am not presidental man. I lost my cape, therefore losing my powers. So I lost and got no free game. I got pwn'd by joo haXOorzzzS. I'm done, thanks bye.

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