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Hi, I'm John. Your new lord and master!

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Oh, forgive me, I've skipped a bit. Greetings and welcome, you reasons why I will inevitably turn to drink! I am John Tibbetts, III, and I am what you may call a "writer." Some have even dared to call me a "Professional Writer" for some odd reason (I blame chemtrails), but I've always been of the mind that if someone calls you a genius, just take the compliment.

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One day, long ago, in a rotten waste bin named "Georgia," I was in the middle of thinking of what a bright future I may have ahead of me, when a thought occurred. That thought then grew and grew and refused to leave me, driving me further down the road to insanity. Eventually, I decided that if I had to suffer this madness known to the monkeys as "imagination," then so do they. 

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I admitted myself to the asylum known as Full Sail University. They were no help whatsoever, if anything, they made my condition worse. They handed me this weird paper called a BFA in Creative Writing for Entertainment, patted me on the bum, and sent me on my way.

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So...here we are. Enjoy, I suppose. I'm off to hunt buffalo on Ted Turner's land. The guy's had it too good, for too long.

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