The other day I told myself a bed time story. It went like this:

Once upon a time there was a king, his name was King Juan. King Juan was not a very good king. He liked to smoke pot. Smoking pot is bad for you. He was a bad king so he made a law that said you had to smoke pot too. His whole country smoked pot because of the law, except for one man. His name was little Sue. Yes, he was a man. His parents had really wanted a girl, but they got him. So they named him Little Sue. Little Sue refused to smoke pot, because pot is bad. Little Sue was thrown in Jail by King Juan. King Juan was going to have Little Sue hung because he wouldn't smoke pot. But the night before Little Sue hung, King Juan died. He overdosed on Pot. Because Pot is bad and it kills. King Juan didn't have any heirs, but he did have a close friend. His friend was voted as King. His name was King Ferny. King Ferny was also a bad man. He wasn't a very good king either. He really liked to drink alcohol. One day King Ferny made it a law that you had to drink alcohol. Little Sue was thrown in Jail again! He wouldn't drink alcohol or smoke pot. The night before Little Sue hung, King Ferny died in a car crash. He was drunk. All the people didn't know what to do. They no longer had a king. They all took a vote and guess who they voted to be king. Not Little Sue. But guess what. Little Sue was sick of being sent to Jail. So Little Sue said he was King. He also said that you don't vote for a king, the king is just king, so he was king. The people couldn't think of anything to say. All their brain cells were dead, because of all the pot and alcohol they consumed. So Little Sue became King of all the land. The end.