My final tournament for insanity.

Pt 5 - Delaying the inevitable

Ronald McDonald brought me out into the open. The sun was setting, and the rain wasn't pouring as heavily now. I was trapped in Colonel Sanders' backyard and had no escape. So, I walked slowly and tried to stall for as long as possible. The pockets of air in my hair was able to slow down the super acid from reaching my scalp. Suddenly, Colonel Sanders' voice roared. "This tournament's prize is to be my henchman! You have half an hour before the tournament results are in!". I thought, since I had to destroy myself with the super acid, why not go for it all the way and try to get that title? I ran around in the Super Vinegar Rain trying to collect and massage as much super acid into my hair and scalp as possible. It was all or nothing.

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