i decided to go with my friends to the farm

i decided to go with my friends to the farm , when we got there, suddenly i smell something like hay burning when i look closely towards me i saw a alive scarecrow in fire......

Thinking quickly I doused my whiskey on him and he really went up. "Teaches you right for smoking a corncob pipe and rolling hay with sis!" I cursed him, but the scarecrow wasn't

Fazed. I got a b***hslap upside the head. Ouch! When I came to, I was sitting on a park bench next to a baboon. What the hell? It was 2-1/2 years after the story was started?

Alright screw this. What really happened was there was this rhino who ate my jello. I got pissed af so I cut his but up. THEN, I was accused for murder, went to jail. Then I died.

But I reincarnated as a rhino and now I beat up poachers with my magnifique boxing. I stroke my handlebar moustache and scoff at them when they fail. Of course, I cut their behind

behind where the behind is usually deemed a behind. They called me a fiend and spit on my grave. I reminded them that I wasn't dead and never would be. They decided to test that.

They shot me full of silver bullets and drove stakes through my heart, but still I walked the Earth, maimed more by their cruel regard than by their attempts at killing me. I was a

cyborg golem protecting my people until I am no more. I am programmed that way. I can never stand down. I don't sleep. I don't melt at puppy dog eyes. The cyborg in me sees to that

But there is a part of me that wants to be human. I want to have the freedom that goes along with being alive, even if that means losing my metal skin and becoming mortal

because what is rust but skin cancer for robots? I want to learn fear and hate and all those wonderful things humans have created for themselves.