"Can I give the verdict to the players and all?" I begged. "Please!!!!!"
"Sure Lin you can do it." ageed Koma.
I read who it was and thought the best way was to tell the looser to his face.
- knock knock-
I knocked at the looser's room.
"Yes Lin. What do you want?" asked the Magneto.
"Guess who lost." I ask.
"Gyrobo?" said Magneto.
"No guess again." I chirped.
"That anti-christ Butter?" he enquired.
"WRONG AGAIN." I shouted. "Its you. So pack your bags and get out of here."
"You are not a Super Villain!"Then I went and found this guy and we bashed him.
Ah! I like days like these.
5 comments:
Butter?
Well, aside from the constant misspelling of my pseudonym, everything is going according to my plan.
Butter goes on toast.
Toast and paper are both made from trees.
It's simple transference.
Bah!
You will all beg to lick my boots when I run this silly planet!
Phooey!
Your a wind bag who's just denying who he really is.
will you botts have butter on them?
and didn't I see one of you henchmen licking you boots at the last dance party you had?
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