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Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs,

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits,

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?"

(Sorry I went overboard with the words.)

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?"
"No"

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.
"How about a children's card game?"

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.
"How about a children's card game?" asked Stalin.
Green Ranger

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.
"How about a children's card game?" asked Stalin.
Green Ranger had all pieces of Exodia

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.
"How about a children's card game?" asked Stalin.
Green Ranger had all pieces of Exodia so he was banned.

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.
"How about a children's card game?" asked Stalin.
Green Ranger had all pieces of Exodia so he was banned. Sandvich had the Egyptian

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.
"How about a children's card game?" asked Stalin.
Green Ranger had all pieces of Exodia so he was banned. Sandvich had the Egyptian God Card.
"Hey!

Chapter 6

An universal era of neutrality. It was so boring...a need for excitement rose. A race called "The Gradink-a-donks," hope filled the hearts as the Gradink-a-donks sang. Tears streamed from their faces, it was as the scrolls predicted, the Gradink-a-donks were the Signature Under Construnction, the bee's knees, and Dovahkin. They made people happy. But, in this world of neutrality someone out there needs to be a jerk for balance and that jerk was Thomas, Lord of the Talking Trains. He hated the Gradink-a-donks, and the joy they spread to Thomas' domain caused imbalance because he was a poopyhead. Only a true neutral can soothe Thomas and restore balance. Due to the Gradink-a-donks's power being limited, Thomas had an advantage, only with the mystical power of Neturalness could he be stopped.

The Gradink-a-donks were flying to the spiritual site of space. The chosen Neutral would be definitely not be who the Gradink-a-donks thought, The Neturalness rejected them, laying in slumber the Gradink-a-donks are no more. The Neutral was lost in the outer regions of the Shrekmos. But no Shrek at all.
" What can we do?"
"We play poker."
So began the longest Poker game. Everyone was there; The lion, Hitler, Jim Carrey, sandvich, Heavy, the guy from upstairs, Stalin, a bag of bacon bits, and every single Power Ranger. So now the game begins.

Hearts were racing as cards were being placed, and the hands were set, the chips were dealt and I don't know how it works.

"Does anyone even know how to play?" asked Hitler.
"No" everyone replied.
"How about a children's card game?" asked Stalin.
Green Ranger had all pieces of Exodia so he was banned. Sandvich had the Egyptian God Card.
"Hey! don't transform into your puberty