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Feanor sat back and laughed at all this foolish body swopping. And then pointed out that the mods are on a rampage and this story will probably get shut down indefinitly sooner rather then later.
"I'm in BC's body, so I can't very well do anything about it!" Elgee snapped. "Though I seriously don't know if that is in my power level even if I weren't. . ."
Feanor let out a terrible cry "OH NO WE HAVE BEEN
MOVED TO STUFF AND BOTHER......*in sad grieving voice* so tiny, so insignificant, so unbeautiful.......*sobs*
"You know I can't really be bothered with this stuff. I have a galaxy to save. Now go fetch me my radioactive vitamenized bananas and be quick about it, shorty."
the bannanas were the fourth biggest cause of hepatitis A that side of New Zealand. . .and we're talking the far side of New Zealand. ..also they automatically changed whoever ate them into a Wombat with the genes of a camel and forced that person to live off calzone and go "BEEP BEEP BEEP" everytime Sputnik flew over. . .
Which was soon to become a lot less calm because the evil Dr. DeathWalker was dosing the tap water with Caffine. Only Bob, the owner of a Britta Filter, could save the world.
He'd brought along a wocket who wanted to live in Bob's pocket and a noothbrush for Bob's toothbrush. Poor Bob also did not know about the Zall scooting down the hall. . .he was in for a SHOCK!
Nuttinghall where squirrels all live in peace with their surroundings. . .except on any day of the week containing the letter r. On days of the week containing the letter r they are quite violent. And they also get violent any time anyone watches a John Cusack movie. Unfortunately, Bob had brought along DVD's of American Sweet hearts, Better of Dead, and Runaway Jury, and it was also Thursday, so Bob was in trouble.
Bob was in a lot of trouble. The first thing those squirrels did was to seize and destroy Bob's DVDs. They felt better after that, but they were still insane, because everyone knows that Thursday is the second worst day of the week--at least to squirrels. So, they stole all of last Christmas's pistachio nuts and burnt Bob's house to the ground.
The insurance investigators, lead for some odd reason by Catherine Zeta-Jones, came after Bob and accused him of plotting against Zorro. Bob begged for mercy. He didn't know that if they knew his true identity, as Mr. X, they would give him a plum pudding.
Not knowing how else to get away from the evil insurance investigators, Bob decided that he really ought to become a hermit. No one could bother him that way. So he moved out to the middle of..............