Today, I was fed up with the BDPE for not battling me again after they said that I should expect it! So I picked up my home phone, called my cell phone, picked up my cell phone, said “hello?”, picked up my home phone, said “hello, is this Leo?”, picked up my cell phone, said “yes,” then I picked up my home phone and issued myself a challenge.
“You, Leo Vader, must go down to McDonalds and double the octomac!”
“The sixteenomac? It can’t be done!”
“Find a way, my child. And may the force be with you.”
And I did find a way!
Mommy. I’m scared.
I ate about half of it before I could stand no more. I swear I saw it bubbling, like some kind of… witches brew.
So that’s my story. It’s full of both sadness and woe alike. And although it was only a “sixteenomac babies” (because it was made of dollar menu burgers), I’m proud of what I did here today. And I hope I’ll be remembered for generations to come.