It's time to clear the attic! It's April, time for Spring Cleaning! Poor Man loves Spring Cleaning, well, more than Auttum Cleaning, I'll tell you that. But, he found one thing he thought he'd never find, his scrapbook.
"Hey look, my box containing all of my memories worth remembering!", noted Poor Man, but when he pulled out the box, all he pulled out was a notebook smaller than the palm of your hand, "Well, why you look at that, my birth certificate!".
But, all what was there was writing that said, 'Poor Man, he's my son, oh my god a unicorn!'.
"Yea", noted Poor Man, "Dad was drunk that time, but it could've been worse, he named my perfect older brother Richard, ha! Poor fellow!".
So, he flipped the page, and pulled out an old green crumb. "Aw, the leftovers of my first ever waffle!", adored Poor Man, "Time to relive the memory!".
He then tossed the crumb inside his mouth and continued browsing the scrap, uh, pad. "Hey, there's that time when I tried to recreate April Fools in December!".
He then took out the hospital bill from the notebook. "Ah, I remember it like it was just 4 months ago".
So, 4 months ago, Poor Man was moaping around in his living room, depressed that there is no so called holidays in December (Cough cough, Christmas, kwanzaa, etc.). Then, he suddenly lit up. "I know, I'll recreate April Fools in December! This plan won't backfire at all!".
So, he went from door to door spreading December Fools, but it always ended something like this.
Rabbit King opened his door to see Poor Man. "I got December Fools planned today! Get your sticky stuff!".
"Just like Spoiled Turnips Day", noted Rabbit King, "I'm good".
"Have it your way, you'll be left out in the next crave, December!", shouted poor Man as he ran off screaming, but when Rabbit King closed the door, he was in sweat and panic.
"Oh no, April Fools is Poor Man's favorite holiday!", shouted Rabbit King, "Well, besdies National Mackeral Appreciation Day, I still have that post card, he always takes April Fools Day too far, no, I got to stop December Fools before it's too late!".
But, the door was still open, and there, was an easdropping Panda King. "Interesting", noted Panda King, "Maybe I should stay out of this as a friend, but, then again, if I don't it will be boring".
Meanwhile, Poor Man was continuing his rounds, and though it mosly went like how it was above, there was one house Poor Man wished he forgot. He was trying his neighbor, well, his other neighbor, not the ones who throw pary all night and throw beer bottles at his dog. No, this one is, well, compareable. Poor Man knocked on the door, and unleahsed was the terror that was Ritnid Gutton. By the way, he's from a country I made up, dont' get the impression that he's a stereotypical indian, I don't want you to hate me so I had to make that change.
"Hello Poor Man", said Ritnid, "Look you like to come into my house and touch my cury?".
"Wait, you jsut moved in 3 days ago, how come you know my name?", asked Poor Man.
"Oh, I've seen you in a Beware sign at the teacher's lounge in some school I was randomly wandering around", explained Ritnid, "Look you like to meet my pet, Bacon?".
Then, a pig then walked out of the house. "He's a pheonix", said Ritnid.
Just then the pig growled and attacked Poor Man. "Ow get your pig...".
"Phonix", corrected Ritnid.
"Abomination off of me, he's clawing places I didn't even know I had!", called out Poor Man.
Ritnid then took Bacon off of Poor Man. "You look sparkly at noon", noted Ritnid.
Poor Man then closed the door and ran away, and that was the horror of Ritnid Gutton... creepy. So, Poor Man sat in his room, thinking of how people will create a December Fools, when he decided to do something. "I'll prank everyone in the town so they'll loosen up and have fun!", shouted Poor Man, "Mele, Chomper, bake the cream pies!".
Just then a pie came flying towards Poor Man face. "Good start!", shouted Poor Man, "But, next time put cream inside, not metal!".
The next day, Poor Man entered his garage, to see the Zebra Gansters, who started living in his garage ever since their lot got destroyed and replaced by a sparkle factory. So, he entered, then suddenly the zebra gansgers jumped him and held him at gun point. "What are you doing here!?", demanded the Chief.
"Well, this is my garage, and second, I need to use your stuff to bring a new age of humanity in our community, and you, my frienemies, has the priviledge to be a part of this wonderful new gold in life, and you can proudly say, I helped make your life better!".
"Get out of here", replied the Chief.
"I'll give you 5 carrots and a breadstick", said Poor Man.
"Take what you need", confirmed the Chief, "But, if we don't get our stuff back with those carrots and breadstick, things will get ugly".
"More ugly then your donkey faces?", asked Poor Man.
5 minutes later, Poor Man walked in his house with a black eye saying, "I need to learn to shut my trap, now for some pranking, heh heh heh".