My heart pounded as I jumped up. I looked around for Chris P. Bacon, but he was nowhere to be found. Then I realized where he was. He used me, like a potato. He used me. So, he was on his way to the white house. I ran as fast as a cheetah on steroids, in the direction of the White House. Then I tripped in a pothole. Blood oozed out of my fat body, as I screamed like a little creature after running into a pothole. I couldn't get up. Barack was no longer to be murdered by me.
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Unihammechicamesnakesaurusrex
RandomUniammechicamesnakesaurusrex (pronounced unihammechicamesnakesaurusrex) was a bodygaurd for Barack Obama. Standing at 3 inches tall, and weighing 14 pounds, he is the ideal size for a bodyguard. He and Barack were great friends. They were such good...
