It is now time for a mediocre story of antidisestablishmentarianism, full of pedantic moments. As it begins we are met with tintinnabulation, as the main character drives a silver Mitsubishi down the road, the highway called life, in search of Nirvana.
Ivan, the ambiguous main character, slows his car as he sees a stranger standing on the side of the road, holding a sign that says to Parliament or bust! As the stranger opened the door he put a large backpack in the back seat. In a jubilant voice, with a slight whistle to every s sound he made, the man said, Hello, my name is Fawkes. Im a radical, here to give the government a dichotomy!
Looking at Fawkes, Ivan said, You arent doing this very secretively, but my synopsis of the idea says that it is bogus, and youre doing it in a very amateur manner.
Fawkes looked downcast, s