It actually turns out that I'm the resurrection of the lord Jesus Christ. It came to me in a dream, and I'm 60% sure it was a message from God.

 There was this old guy, right, who looked like Col. Sanders (the KFC guy). He held out this bucket of chicken, except it wasn't chicken.... it was lightbulbs. Then, of all things, one of the bulbs turned on, even though it wasn't attached to any power source... eerie huh? Then Col. Sanders totally puked up a bowl of Jell-O, and ate it. Then I woke up.... ya.

I'm not trying to offend anyone or anything, because I'm almost maybe kinda positive that this is true. God told me so through that very clear message, which, for some reason involved Col. Sanders. Although, I have been toying with the idea that Col. Sanders may have been God in mortal form, so as to keep an eye on his creation, through handing out buckets of dead, cooked chickens.... that idea is still in the works.

Go suck a lemon. I havn't got time for this bologna. Nor do I need you to point out that Batman is clearly a better superhero than Spiderman. You know why... I AM THE POPE. Bow down before my might, or you shall incur the wrath of the watermelon. Therefore, I believe I'll be leaving now, and spending the rest of my life in the Bahamas, eating mangos, shipped in from the isles of Japan. HAHAHAHAHA. Take that you meddling child, now you'll see who the greatest megabot builder of all time really is! Ah, so I see you have been trained by my old master, Shing Tu Pion. He was a wise man, but now, not even he can stop me from ruling all of Australia. The Kangaroo army I have been building, shall destroy your resistance, and crush your weak president. Cities shall crumble, leaders will fail, and all will be known... AS CHEESE LAND!!! HAHAHAHAHA. Good day.