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The leader threw his defibrillator at me and huffed, “Fine, revive yourself.” With that, he got on his high horse and announced, “He’s not one of us. Let’s go get a low fat yogurt, boys.”
“Clear!” I shouted, and defibrillated myself back to health.
This awoke Rombi, the Defibrillator God. Rombi had three nose piercings and a long beard that spiralled upward into a whiskery coil. Since Rombi was invisible, however, I had to take his word for it.
Well, to make a long story short, Rombi and Gregora eloped and I was elected King of Adjectives through some bizarre monarchal vote (the Loyal Order of Screaming Fisherman fixed the ballots). Anyway, my first act as King was....
"Asdfgh!"
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