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Suddenly the disembodied, earbleeding voice was interrupted by my friend and fellow Faze/Illuminati member, James Woods. James had burst into the room with a magnum and a "stress toy" yelling about how the end was nigh and how Benjamin had raised many shreklings in his awakening. When I heard him speak about shreklings I shat and vomited simultaneously then ran to my closet. I opened it and retrieved The Great Sanic which I proceeded to fuse with, gaining all the speedy powers of Sanic. Unfortunatly I had the side effect of talking like Sanic. "Cam on giys, lat's gu git gabin!" I said in the least Sanic way I could. James Woods nodded and said "It's time to redeem myself for Disney's Hercules!" The disembodied voice chimed in "I liked that movie!"
It was a dark and stormy day, I was laying in my bed reading the latest issue of Nicholas Cage and the Curse of the Stranglizzled Portrick when suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I asked. A voice reminiscent of the one in the intro to the Ghostbusters^TM8 video game, only at a pitch 2.69M8 percent higher answered: "Hai. There's no time to explain but you're in danger, Benjamin ButtShrekt has finally awakened from his millennia long sleep to reek havoc on the mortals of this plane." "What do we do?" I asked, knowing how serious the awakening of an elder being such as Benjamin was. "To banish Benjamin we must travel to the ancient birthplace of the internet: Gaben's basement."