In the end? I was proven right. Zack died. Stacy got into a car accident and Rebecca G fell into a pit of carnivorous deer.
“I take no pride in being right,” I told my soldiers. “In fact, it is to my ultimate dismay that I was proven right…on this account.”
The soldiers started breakdancing and pretty soon I myself started breakdancing.
“You don’t say, I myself,” said my Queen.
“It’s redundant. I is sufficient.”
But I couldn’t hear her because I was too busy