- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
What if suddenly the world exploded and a race of intelligent fungi proclaimed me to be there benevolent leader but before I could ascend to the throne giant mutant Llamas from the pits of hell over ran the fungus's defenses and destroyed everyone except for me. I then called forth a vast army from over the rainbow and laid waste to the evil llamas of destruction and tyranny. Then as I proclamed my victory an advanced race of highly evoled clams proclam me to be a god and they worship me as a diety, but then that made the old gods mad so they they tried to discumbobulate me but I held them off with my butter knife of truth. And everyone lived happily ever after, or do they?