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The Red Skull Shakes His Booty

   Hey, everyone. As you know, I have been playing the fantastic game called Lego: Marvel Super Heroes. Yesterday, I was in the Hydra base, in my guise as Captain America. I was fighting the Red Skull and his minions when something happened which shook my psyche. The Red Skull started to shake his booty at me in time with the background music. I felt like it was disrespectful of me, a worthy opponent. As you can see from the picture above, I hung my head in shame and wept upon my shiny shield.
    Oh, sure. He could have been overcome with the moment, the throb of the music, the exhilaration of facing his old foe. It probably meant nothing and I shouldn't have taken it personal.
    The dude had a depressing place to live and work. It could certainly use a splash of color. There was a huge, rotating centrifuge with little bulls-eye flaps sticking up like targets. I flung my trusty shield at them and they flipped down which left the Red Skull more vulnerable to my attack. After that I gave him a sound thrashing. You may rest assured that he didn't feel like shaking his villainous booty when I finished with him. Ha, ha.
    Then I had to go to Asgard and fight. I made the mistake of taking the Hulk with me. His green skin looked cool against the fabled Rainbow Bridge (Bifrost). The thing is, Odin has Asgard fixed up really nice, with expensive, even regal, furniture and glassware. Frankly, Hulk didn't fit in. He was like a bull in a china shop and wrecked the place. Luckily, I had Thor with me and I was finally able to figure out how to make him fly with his hammer. That was really fun. Loki was his less than charming self and later on he was in a throne room with an odd pet. He had the Destroyer on a cosmic leash, tied to his throne. The Destroyer is a very big, mean dude and he stomped on several of my characters, literally. But, due to the leash, he could not access my body for such purposes when I cowered retreated to the far side of the room.
    I am playing fairly well, but sometimes my pard, the Wolverine, wonders just what the heck I am doing, at the author's green retreat. (As do I).
    I'm CE Wills, here in Asgard, under this big guy's foot.



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