• Vladimir was not one to complain once he found out the grim, grim truth of reality: ...........his mother.......HAD......EATEN HIS FRIGGIN POP TART.
    what to do in such a time of disgust, and need?!!!!
    Just then a tv add came BLASTING THROUGH THE SCREEN!!!!!! it said "CALL: 1-800-THIS $#%& IS @#*^ED UP!! TODAY AND GET THE HELP /Y/O/U/ NEED TODAY!! but you must call TODAY!!"
    Vladimir swept his long long fingers across the phone.
    "hello?" he said before they had yet had the chance to pick up.
    "hello." said a musky voice. a voice as if this persons throat had been sucking on something all day long..... LIKE A CIGAR!!!!! *DON DON DON*
    "my mother ate my .....POP TART!!!" Vlad's voice broke when tears fell down his not-so-perfect skin,
    " i can help you." said the voice. "this task will be fierce, and very very...AWESOME.. ALL I NEED IS.... a soft kitten, starbucks-black with no sugar and cream and....and ...AND!!! a chainsaw....oh and your mother tied with chains."
    Vladimir agreed and took all these items to a secret location were he went face to face with...THE MEGA NERD!!!!!!! yes.... the mega nerd BE AFRAID.
    the mega nerd held the kitten and stroked its %*#% brown fir. sad
    "mwahahah, i have you Marry," said TMN "and if you don't give in, and restore the cupboards with pop tarts.... your stiletto's will perish!!!" he slowly pored the steaming coffee onto Vlad's mothers stiletto's. Vladimir had let out a cry for the stiletto's for they could not speak.
    this story enDs with a pair of perfectly fine stiletto's getting all #&%@ed up, and no pop tarts.
    LONG LIVE THE MEGA NERD
    and why did THE MEGA NERD need a chainsaw? you may ask- because there was a very large tree in front of his mothers house he had tried to take down with a butter knife.