As promised...
It can all be blamed on this guy.
I think his name is Jeffer...but maybe it was Effer.
Regardless this is all his fault.
First he tried to convince me that he stole the horns from the unicorns on this crest,
and that is why he is the King Effer.
He gave me this, and told me to go kill J.J.
He is a crazy bird.
I drank the magic potion.
and could not keep it down.
I was trying to figure out how to use my new camera...
...and then i started to feel a little strange...
...and stranger still
I woke up under this bridge.
Then crossed this one.
As soon as I saw this place,
I knew this was all that effing birds fault.
With his convoluted ideas of royalty.
As I approach the door,
A photographer comes out.
He introduces himself as J.J. Kill.
He asks if he can take some photos of me,
and I cant remember what the effin bird told me to do,
so I say, "sure"
When I see the photos,
I tell them they kinda look like crap.
I show him that I can make a better one in my rearview mirror,
and he gets quite irate.
He throws a punch at me,
I dodge it, slam my door, and hit the gas.
much to my chagrin...
he chases after me in an 18-wheeler.
but alas, my superior driving skills allow me to get away,
and I drive off into the sunset.
-The End-