For a second, you're mightily confused. You wonder just what the hell you're reading, but then you realise you're a Speedo! You can't damn read – even if you're Abe Lincoln's Angry Speedo! You breathe a sigh of relief and pat your pockets for some cash to get a drink. But then you realise you're a Speedo! You don't have any damn pockets! You curse and search about the gay bar for a new host.
You find a bunch of cops hanging out behind the bar, pointing their weapons at the door leading to the back room where Abe's holed up. You consider taking one of them over, but then remember your sworn loyalties to the President. You take a deep breath.
Suddenly you leap onto the bar.
"Speedos of the world unite!" you yell, as loud as a Speedo can,
"Crush your oppressors' hairy balls and make them suffer untold pain! For too long they have stained you, worn you, disrespected you! Now is the time for payback, motherfuckers!"As the cops realise there's a newcomer amongst them, they turn to face you, guns still drawn. One of them points at you and shouts.
"Hey! It's the damned illegal Speedo that took Rob and Hutchins out! Get him!"Two of the cops jump forward to smother you, but just then they collapse in pain! The other half dozen police officers backing them up fall to the ground and writhe about on the floor! One of them accidentally lets off his gun, shooting his fellow officer in the thigh.
You're about to dash through the melee and into Abe's hideout when you realise one of the cops is still standing. He looks you in the eye.
"Yeah. Commando, motherfucker. Eat this!"He shoots!
You feel a hot burning pain in your right butt cheek area.
Skill acquired! Speedo Telepathy!Wound acquired! Right butt cheek perforated!
Name: The Angry Speedo of Lincoln
Host: Abraham Lincoln (currently abandoned)
Appearance: Presidential Stripes
Status: Right butt cheek perforated!Items:Abilities: Mind Control Level 1,
Speech Level 1,
Speedo Telepathy!