Written and based upon the ideas of Adam
A long time ago, there was a boy named... uhm... well... uh, his name is not important. Historians have christened the name Bert upon the character so for our purposes we will call him Bert. Bert was a very lonesome man, for other people did not exist yet. Bert decided that he would create a friend. Using his magic powers of creation, Bert created a fellow someone, his name, Ernie. Bert and Ernie (later having a puppet show based on their lives) prospered in their small one room building. But the problem is, that was all that existed, that one building, the rest was abyss. So, Bert created some more stuff because.......... because he had to. Slowly the world was shaped, people created, machines invented, but all the while Bert and Ernie found themselves depressed and unhappy. They needed something to cheer them up... they needed a drink to lift their spirits... they needed something to drown there sorrow and bring out their �happy�. They needed... beer. It was very pain-staking process to create the golden brown delightful drink, but the results and repercussions were enormous. Suddenly, the whole population had spun out of control. A sober man was impossible to find. After while, Bert grew tired of beer, looking for more excitement. He then invented the cigarette. Now everyone smoked. Then Ernie died of lung cancer. Bert realized he needed to make something stronger. He invented the Blunt and then to replace his friend he invented Bob. He smoked and smoked and smoked and smoked and smoked some more. The world was on a high. This was about the time many stupid stories were written, like Don Quiote and the script for Back to the Future III. Things were good looking on the outside, but on the inside, it was all for not, for the core was rotten. Little did Bert know, but Bob was not what he seemed. Angered at the world for being created as a replacement, Bob started mixing Na3Li2Ba3Zc4O2 (Sodium (II) Lithonic Barium Zinc(I) Oxide) into the joints, a compound that when digested causes excessive gas. The world was soon shooting smelly methane vapors from their ass. The highly flammable substance was piling up in the atmosphere, hell, sometimes it didn�t even make it out of the body. People would just smoke one and blow up (shedding new light on the phrase �lighting up�). All across the land people were spontaneously combusting. Then with one match, Bob destroyed the world.
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