There was once a man who loved to study the moon and admire its amazingness. Since he was 3 he would write down how the moon looked every night. And every night he couldn't see the moon because it was cloudy or whatever he would go on a rampage and kill everyone. And every once in a while there wasn't a moon and that was tonight. This mans name was Jeffery and tonight Jeffery did not see the moon. He got very angry and he had already killed all of his family so he ran up to his next door neighbors house. He knocked on the door and some fat guy opened it with a jelly filled doughnut in his hand. "*chokes on forehead rolls* HEY WHO ARE YOU?!?" said the fat guy. "Your Mother." said Jeffery he then pulled out a knife and stabbed his rolls.
