Sitting on a piece of cardboard in the street I ponder to myself "hey I'm not homeless I live in a mansion" thoughts rush to my mind as I run my way to the McDonald's across the street a very known figure is in front of me "Patrick" I think to my self I remember my mission plant a small drone in his Billie poop flavoured nuggets with extra mole rat juice and order some chips.
But back to the beginning, I sit at the dinner table and an evolution of grinches stare right back at me, this was my family and they expected me to follow them in the family business and I had approved, our family is the company that owns beatboxers for ibises and just like my family I would become one too but I'm not old enough yet I need to be at least nineteen and right now I'm still eighteen but in 4 months on the 30th of November I can be a beatboxer! you see I was born in the 30th of November 2000 (the release date of how the grinch stole Christmas) which means I look like the live-action Grinch played by Jim Carrey.
But, on the other hand, my father was born in 1966 which means he's the old looking animated film grinch. He had made a deal with a specific ibis 3 weeks ago, he's planning to take over the earth and needed some sick tunes ( go follow @IBIS_THE_KING_OF_ALL for the full story!)
But when it is my turn to become an ibis beatboxer things get hectic...
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A Grinches Story
Paranormalinfo: Ibises have a plan to take over the universe but they need one thing, a beatboxer! to listen to tunes while they torture unspecified species and I am that beat.
