I had an encounter last night with the Spam Master, a character from the Dream Seeker, and this, universe. Needless to say, I’m exhausted.
I wrote a fictional story to give everyone a sense of the experience. Afterwards, in my less-than-five-hour-sleep-fever morning, I started thinking of the song Master of Puppets by Metallica, and the possibilities:
SPAM!
MASTER!
Spam Master
You’re taking my dreams
Twisting my mind
Selling me schemes
You’re on my screen
You’re all that I see
SPAM!
MASTER!
A $1,000 Gift Card
Is all that I see
SPAM!
MASTER!
Master … Master …
[GUITAR SOLO INSTRUMENTAL]
SPAM! MASTER!
Where’s the gift card that I’ve been after?
LAUGHTER! LAUGHTER!
I’m laughing as I cry
SPAM! MASTER!
I gave you all my personal info
LAUGHTER! LAUGHTER!
You gave me free Acai
And Coffee Beans!
[CRAZY RIPPIN' GUITAR SOLO]
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