I eventually got up, after 3.1415926535897932384 minutes. Blood oozed out of my leg. It was gushing out so much, I thought I would pass out. I looked like a tomato, I was bleeding so much. But I survived. I got to the White House to once again, see Chris P. Bacon leaning over Barack Obama with a gun in his hand. But I, Unihammechicamesnakesaurusrex, must kill Barack Obama. So, I must kill Chris P. Bacon first. I leap up, using the bed as a boost. I grab his gun and shoot him in the head. Then came Barack. I put my finger over the trigger. And nothing came out. It was out of bullets. I grabbed Chris P. Bacon, and yell over my shoulder, "You got lucky Barack!!!" Then I ate Chris P. Bacon. Pigs do taste quite good, don't you think??
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Unihammechicamesnakesaurusrex
De TodoUniammechicamesnakesaurusrex (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...
