Luckie found himself at the Unicorn races

Luckie found himself at the Unicorn races again, with his last eight gold pieces clinking together in his pocket. He was faced with the sad decision of whether to

chop of the Unicorn's head and put it in the wizard's bed. Lucky Luciano had found himself inside a medieval fantasy, and wasted no time taking over the joint, why with his

protection racket against the elves and taking over the Dwarf union, he was sitting pretty. The Fairy Godfather had his thumb in every Christmas Pie in the kingdom.

Elohim was a strange place. Santa's elves & the dwarves were getting fed up with the Fairy Godfather's mafioso shenanigans, so they staged a counter plan that would bring back good

and evil

was everywhere. I can't believe the man upstairs let THAT slide through. I found a trampoline so I could bounce up and give Him a piece of my mind. Luckily I had huge quads from my

id laundry soap. Oh, how I needed that to wash my shorts after that unfortunate, and yet fun, incident with the giraffe and the candy bar I had been carrying in my front pocket.

I was a sicko, but I openly admit it. You've heard my story. You now understand how my mind works. That's why I am seeking help now from you, Dr. Feelgood.

Feelgood shifted and muttered "Well that's very nice, Clarice, but I'm not a doctor and I think that even if I was, I wouldn't give you therapy while banging you. Please leave."