Board Thread:Fun And Games/@comment-32710969-20190407021621/@comment-34890725-20190531222243

Boris was finally ready to rest. Millions of years worth waiting for a day to relax and it was here. All those hits he took, all the bashes he was hit with, all the times he was the hero, now he could rest.

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“No.” He got up, and held up an axe. “I’m a real hero. Not like those pretty boys who fly around with their underwear inside out. I work not a day shift nor a night shift. I work a forever shift. I am Douglas P. Boris, the one true sign of heroism!”