There I was: Red spandex and forms to fill out, waiting in a large room with a bunch of other costumed hopefuls. I was on the Sci-Fi Channel's second edition of "Who Wants to Be a Superhero," the reality show where contestants compete to be immortalized in their own comic book. They split us up into groups and herded us off to our first elimination round. On the way to the car, I noticed a few droids (like the ones in the Star Wars prequels) attacking a defenseless child. I realized this might be the first challenge, so while other would-be heroes moseyed over to the transportation, I began shooting at the droids with blasts of energy from my fists.
Next thing I know, I'm in a kitchen with my girlfriend and her Mom and Grandmother, and her Grandmother is presenting us with a gift for my older brother. It turns out to be a puppy, and we graciously thank her. After she leaves, we try to explain to her mom that my older brother is allergic to dogs. I open the package and find the pup irresistibly cute, and convince all concerned that we should keep him. Weird.
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Let's get a pup! It has been foretold by the ancient ones!
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