A silence washed over the crowd. They had

A silence washed over the crowd. They had gathered to watch the lethal injection of the most hated criminal in American history. "Any last words words?" asked the executioner.

"I wanna go to Disneyland," said Michael Vick.

Vick had heard there were dogs at Disneyland. One named pluto and another named Goofy. Goofy had sired three boys and was known to be good stock. He walked erect, so MMA training

was selected for the deranged fool who was on all fours. Goofy was brought into the Eric Wong's gym. Eric first put a crappy t-shirt on him. He said, "Goofy you need a fight name,

"..some steroids, and a fake Italian accent. If you wanna learn how to fight, first you're gonna have to

stand up like a man! Man up duck-wagon! Althouggh he felt like crying he put up a brave front, he made a fist and

punched himself in the face for being girly. Maybe if he hit hard enough he'd stop dwelling in the mens underwear section of Target to look at the model photos on the packages. His

eye was swelling up fast and that wasn't the only part experiencing increased blood flow. He had to get out of there. He hobbled into the parking lot with one hand on his eye and

patch. Able at last to free himself, he began the motions that would lead to blessed relief. Many in the crowd raised their phones. His fame on youtube was assured.