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This is a man's fold but it would be nothing, nothing, without a woman or a girl. You see, man made a website so we could write some folds. Man set the rules for stories to be told

. Man made the Internet to put the folds on. Yeah & man wrote the sci if to base the stories on. This is a man's fold but it would be nothing, nothing, without a woman or a girl.

Unfortunately man also made women in a way, so that also stems from man. The Earth wouldn't run without man, after man has already took it's grip on the Earth. Nuclear plants would

melt down and poison the entire globe without man, or to be more specific, without Glen Johnson, Head of Nuclear Maintenance in Sheboygan, WI. Glen had a bad day once and

called up his friend Yon Yonson (also from Wisconsin) and the two got so drunk that they forgot to maintain all those Sheboygan nukes. This left no one to maintain the warheads but

The old grey fox himself, Sharkman. Sharkman was totally clueless about where the Sheboygan nukes went because the ghost trains ran only at night. His mum had told him scary tales

forgotten history- tales of the Golden Vegans and their implements. Everyone thought they were hogwash, but they weren't. The last dessert, however, may have been. No-one knows.