
It was a particularly rainy day with nothing in the world to do. Seeing as though all of my clothes that were fit for others to see were in the wash, the option of actually being seen in public was definitely not available.

Coming to this realization, I eventually reasoned that reading about the history of the American Nation had caught my fancy, and I decided to read about it in "Idiot" form.

"The American's have no where to go now!" I said to myself. "Washington has no chance!" But alas, the redcoats are defeated at Trenton. "How could a ragtag bunch of ne'er-do-wells defeat the powerful redcoats?" It wasn't looking good.

The French had come around the rear and surrounded Britain, spelling an end to the war. "Not the French! Anything but the French!" I proclaimed, and launched the book.

Here is the book in orbit.

I stomped out of the room, extremely angered by this shocking read.

When I entered the hall, I slipped on what I could have sworn was a musket stuck in my legs to trip me. After landed on my head and regaining consciousness, I laid on the floor and saw something quite peculiar.

George Washington had collected a troop strength of approximately $3 of US currency and was about to mount an assault!

I had mere seconds before the General deployed the bills, and I was transfixed by their parachuting skill.

"Save me!" I cried. The rest is a blur. Since that day, however, I have never again doubted the power of George Washington.
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