O part 3
Well, it was hard, but, me and the child made it to my travel anywhere spontaneously spaceship, the Dr Pepper. Well, I threw the child in through the opening. The child was crying something about me being his savior and something about he is forever owed me his gratitude and something or other about he could do for me what the priest with the pointy hat sometimes made him do while the others weren't around to see it. Well, we started off on our way as the Dr. Phil and the others noticed us. He was screaming something about knowing that we weren't really comfortable with ourselve and that becoming that way was the beginning to a healthier life. So, I yelled "Well get someone who actually lost their weight to begin with to talk about diet advice you pillsbury doughboy wannabe." We returned to a little planet called earth. I took the boy to an orphanage that could find him a good home. Of course, I had to take on the guise of a human to not rouse suspicion. There was a few men I knew that could help me with my overthrowing of the O. How she got to another planet I couldn't understand. The military and government were supposed to be the only ones with that knowledge on this planet. Well, the friend to help me was located in a little place called New York City. He was a tall pale gangly man with a red pompador. He was called Conan O' Brien. He's Irish so I thought it a good idea to bring a box of potatoes to the negotiation. I came into his office. I sat waiting on him to get done with his show. He entered and tripped over the case of Idaho potatoes. I guess in front of the door was a bad place for them. "What the hell?" he said right before his face hit the floor. As he got up I said "I've returned my friend." He looked up at me "And, who the hell are you? I might be Irish, but, I don't enjoy strangers leaving boxes of potatoes around for me to trip on! Get the hell out my office before I have you arrested!" Of course, I hadn't changed my disguise yet. I changed back into my normal Srin-esti form. "Oh, Zeranev. What kind of mean trick is that? You know I'm not like my Irish ancestors who couldn't live without potatoes." Well, we talked and I told him about the danger the O has caused. He agreed to help me. So, an hour later Conan, Max Weinberg, and I left. In the ship we string danced as Max played the drum. Also, Conan brought along some lever with him for an unknown reason. He just said "It's imperative to the success to our mission. Universal and NBC has merged so you know what that means don't you. UH - - UH!" Well, I hope he knows what he's doing. We'll need everything we got to take her down.