Hansimangu and Grumalo There is a lovely road that runs from Woodotsheni to Los Angesburg called I-10. I am led into a foreign land where great high buildings tower over me; so many that I cannot count. The blinding lights swallow the darkness of night as Hansimangu and I make our way into Johollywood, the heart of Los Angesburg where our destiny awaits us. It has been two nights and three days since Hansimangu and …showed first 75 words of 1069 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1069 total…Within his last breaths, Donsalom Trump shrieks, I'm melting, I'm melting, and with him is destroyed the evil ring that has cast a spell on the red pill Hansimangu swallowed. Hansimangu morphs back into his frail self, falls on his knees, and prays to Tixo. I fall on my knees and pray to Tixo. We fall on our knees and pray to Tixo. This is the end to our Johollywood blockbuster film Hansimangu and Grumalo.