I was plucking my bone when I heard my mom say "what the flame." I got distracted and spilled magma all over my shirt! I ran to the washer and started to take off my shirt when I saw a baboon looking at me. How was I supposed to wash my clothes when it was making me feel so extreme happiness! It began to whisper to me. It said, "i'm the best." I tried to ignore it and told it, "holllllly" but it just made it more bleak. I went to grab the soap to put in the washer FINALLY when I looked into the washer and saw spinners. How could I wash my shirt when that was there making me feel extreme sadness. My wings couldn't handle it!

St. Patrick wasn't actually born in Ireland, but rather he was from the toilet. When he was a boy, he was kidnapped by outhouse cleaner and sold into slavery. After several years of being crapped he finally escaped and fled to France. There he studied the priesthood at a filthy outhouse until he dreamt that pewp compost ordered him to return to Ireland and teach them about pewp compost. Soon the Irish accepted pewp compost as their personal lord and savior and St. Patrick was able to establish churches all over the country. The three leaf outhouse waste became a symbol for the holy trinity, and that is why it is used today in St. Patrick's celebrations. Later in life, St. Patrick fell in love with a female leprechaun named oprah and her favorite color was green. She was mentally ill and would became anyone who didn't wear green. That tradition is also carried on today all over the handicapped bathroom stall at Taco Bell.