I was taking a stroll down the street when suddenly i was jumped by one of the many homeless elderly people who live under my apartment, So I took out the M-72 Law i have in my buttocks at all times & Krumped her sugar dusted feces dispenser. After that I felt rather peckish, so I went to the Ham Store to get some ham. I walked up to the counter & said to the guy “I'd like a slab of space Ham please” & he said “This is a retirement home” Then I realized I had went to the creamy woods retirement home instead of the Ham Store. So I went to the Ham Store, ordered my food & went outside . Unfortunately a Mutant Seagull stole my Ham. Anyways I noticed there was a garage sale & there was a box there. hey, I said “there” twice. Where was I again? Oh, yeah. So I paid for the box, took it home & opened it. Inside there was a Dwarf Hippopotamus wearing a cowboy hat & sunglasses. I started thinking of a name, & eventually I came up with Tomahawk Vanilla Fishfoot. I Gave him a tour of the house, & I noticed something was special about him when he typed an entire essay on the Fast food industry on my PS3. I ignored it, & fed Tomahawk his dinner of 3 bananas. Then I went to work at Doug's Meat Dungeon. I went to the table & the first guy to order was a 200 pound neckbeard with a mullet wearing a Shrek t shirt. He ordered a Crapburger supreme with extra mustard, some freedom fries & a diet coke. I gave him his food, he paid & I was dragged outside by a group of those homeless old people, the Mutant Seagull, The spirit of Mao Zedong, an angry potato salesman & the guy from the DMV. Suddenly Tomahawk came from the sky & launched a blast Mountain Dew, sending them all flying. Unfortunately the DMV guy knew black magic & summoned Cthulu. Long story short we had an epic battle & won. The end.