Listen here you!

For a long time, I have held back. I have held back my utmost weirdness, my utmost insanity, my undying pancakes...And that intense weirdness has been called into question...





You think you have seen just how weird I can be? I was born in weirdness my friends. Unlike GJR, I am not the embodiment of absolute trollness. I am just a humble king, trying to make his way and smash some bananas.
Now, Llast made the call for me to unleash the full spectrum. AND I AM GOING DEEP! He wants to be vahzzled!

Very deep.

I am top percentage son! Just like a certain Pokemon.

My Capsulated, mechanical bed-ridden parental unit taught me to be the best merc I can be. I said: "Are you telling the truth if you lie in bed?" My answer? "When you think about it, the brain named itself...."

That blew my freaking mind, because I didn't know that a brain could eat a sal-ad, let alone go about naming itself after a crustacean. Speaking of vegetables, did you know that Pac-Man is a horrible motivational speaker? I am super serious here guys.

Now, I don't know about you guys, but this Scout doesn't just fly in a giant flying cucumber because he likes it. Why do they have to be cucumbers anyway? Why can't we have flying pancakes, aren't we suppose to be aliens? Why can't we have flying pancakes like in all those movies? That noise looks tight son. Yet here we are, flying in a fraggin cucumber like we are in the Veggie Tales. All I ask for is one pancake, preferably golden like the Amarr. Call it the Amarr Giant Pancake, or AGP, Agappa that pappa soppa. No dappa? I don't know. I am almost certain the Matari flying machine is going to be a roll of ductape and some kind of rusted metal bacon strip. Or something.

I trust Rattati's judgement when it comes to those things, I am sure he likes pancakes and bacon as much as the next guy. Unless he is a vegetable...