Famous For A Day:

What Would You Do?

If you were picked, out of fifty million other teens, to be FAMOUS for ONE WHOLE DAY--

What would you do?

Would you hang out with your fave stars, chatting and laughing? Or would you use your newfound power to take over the world?

Guess which one I picked. (Mwahahahahahaha!)

So I walk up to the lady in charge of this whole thing, and I ask her a few questions, like "What exactly do I get to do?" and "What resources do I have?" Well, this girl is obviously from a bad temp agency, 'cause she just hands me the contract and walks off. It takes me a friggin' HOUR to read the thing, but when I'm done I realize that there's a loophole-- a BIG one.

Specifically, if I were to be in the will of the person who organized this whole "famous for a day" thing, and they died BEFORE that day was up, I would become ruler of the world for all eternity! Of course, I'd receive eternal youth and life, so I could actually DO the job forever.

So I get over to that guy's house, and amazingly enough, he's making a will with his lawyer! (Idiot...) I walk over and brainwash the two of them into including me --yes, me, Jayne McKowsky-- in his will. Then I send the both of them to Heaven. (Hey, I'm not heartless-- I could've sent them both to Hell if I wanted to!)

Then I use my new "Ruler of the World" powers (Ph34r m4 L337 m4s74 sk1LLz!) to fly over to the President's place. You got it-- the White House. I just walk right in, present the contract, and voila! The Earth cowers at my feet.

Right now, you might be thinking, "Sweet deal!" or "Man, this chick is psycho!" And you might also be not paying any attention at all. Well, here's the facts for this little crusade of mine--

1.) I am psychotic. My psychologist says so.

2.) I get bored easily (which is why I entered that stupid contest).

3.) I am wearing bunny socks. Yes, bunny socks. What world ruler would be complete without 'em?

After about a week of this "world domination" thing, I do the unthinkable. Yup, I GET BORED. So I cast off my crown (made of teeth-- hey, I AM psychotic after all) and head back to my house in Montana. Of course, I keep the Official World Ruler Bunny Socks.

Aaaaand the world returns to normal.

For now, that is... MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!