In a magical far away land. Lived a shiny dragon of gold. Lightning ripped through its lips like a knife through you face. In the magic land there was a town. It was simple and nice so simple yet freight was around the town. The golden dragon harassed the town day after day after day. The town needed a savior. The town needed a a sleigher. *Distorted guitars come in tempo picks up* Oh only would be there saviour and only I could be there sleigher. So I hopped my might steed, a freakin flyin zombie with angel like wings. We soared towards the heavens whence forth the dragon came. It saw me approaching and it knew I was coming fast. Anger filled its eyes and then he began to fly. The dragon flew towards with mighty freakin speed. As the dragon came towards I reached for my really freakin shinny magenta blood stained blade. We meet contact as we collided in air I leaped my from stead on to dragon I swear. I stabbed my blade deep into its neck. It screached like a banshee on crack as we fell towards ground I jumped off the beast. Only to be cached by my flying stead. We flew off into the sunset as we were praised by the maaaaaaaaaagggiiiiiiiic laaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnndDEH.