Christ Centered Gamer

He liked oragami sometimes, but mostly not.

Only if it was made with 100% recycled paper.

The man sat down under the cliche--and perhaps racist--palm tree that always seems to be indigenous to that region. He glared at the sun, blinding himself momentarily, then opened his aluminum water bottle and sipped rainwater.

He would wait here.

He would, except his bottle was actually a fifth of vodka, so he had to pee.

Which was extremely difficult, considering he was wearing his full Iron Man costume.

But not impossible, because of a recent thread-revive.

And so the man did what needed to be done.

And in his Iron man suit waiting under the palm tree, he wrote a poem.

And then Captain America was all like "Mah palm tree!!"

But then got shot by a sniper, because that actually happens in the comic book, and the medium was rid of perhaps the most one-sided Marvel character ever, and that's saying a lot.

The wind blew a tumble weed out of no where, since no one was sure what to say.

Which of course, was the prelude to a dashingly handsome western cowboy riding through a ghost town with the whole scene soaked in Mexican music.

As the cowboy was riding in slow motion,
a clone of Sam fell right in font of him.

And all of the sudden the relevance of this story made even less sense than before.

But then the cowboy's horse trampled the clone of Sam to death,
and every one quickly forgot about the clone.
The real Sam then gained a fear of horses.