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Journal Em Emalb's Journal: A long time ago, in a galaxy really close by. 21

Once upon a time, there was nothing. A vast emptiness stretched as far as the brain could process.

Em saw this, and was saddened. Deciding to do something about it, he rolled up his sleeves, belched loudly, cackled once and began farting out planets.

Soon he grew weary of the gas, and decided to color on the planets. One planet in particular he made an ugly shade of blue, mixed with some green and a bit of brown. Deciding this wasn't enough, and that the poor planet wasn't as cool as it's nearest Red neighbor, he decided to make the planet animated.

Using all manner of creatures, great and small, some weird, some not, he found a nice happy medium he called humanoids. (Humanoids cannot be soothed by the application of Preparation H)

Soon the humanoids wanted to make more humanoids, so Em gave them reproductive powers. They screwed like wild Snarful-hounds from Planet 5131A9Bx. (Which is quite a lot, if you must know) Em decided this was most definitely NOT-SCOTTISH, and destroyed them all. Soon thereafter he realized this butt-ugly planet needed some more humanoids on it. He created two. They screwed, had some kids, they screwed, etc...until 6 billion people were out there.

Then he rested.

And THAT my friends, is why ICE CREAM IS BETTER THAN PIE.

Cause Em (tha Creata) said so.

Editorial:Yeah, I know. Let it go. I'm allowed to be completely whacko sometimes too, right?

A) Yes.

B) No.

C) Shut up dude.

D) Damn, DaytonCM is gonna have his hands full beating that one.
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