Prologue...After finally deciding to risk his family's lives on the Oregon trail after a few minutes of thinking, Kilroy McGallagash, the... hero... of our story, called a family meeting to discuss this decision.
Alright wife and kiddies, listen up! I have decided that we are going to travel to Oregon!
Aw, but Paw, we can't just up and leave Independence! I have some buddies in the International School of Ferrying!
Father, why are we leaving? I have barely begun my studies at the Cyrus Neckebard School for Young Lads.
KILROY, YEW KNOW YEW CAN'T GET ME TO COME, I JUST JOINED THE LOCAL KNITTING COMMITTEE!
There was a pause as Kilroy collected the shattered bits of his 10-minute long dream.
Okay... I guess I'll just continue amputating people's arms. There have been a lot of people with colds, and their arms aren't going to amputate themselves...
And with that, Kilroy left the room. As he began the first amputation, he thought about what had just happened. He blocked out the screams of the man he was working on, and retreated into his thoughts.
Why won't my family listen to me... I'm smart... definitely smarter than Oliver...
NO! Nobody denies
KILROY MCGALLAGASH the right to choose his own destiny! I'm going to spend most of our money on supplies, and then we'll have to go! Its the perfect plan!
And he forgot all about the poor man who's arm he had been amputating. That man was left with his shoulder cut halfway into, and bleeding profusely.
Time to choose the stuff to buy! Please suggest things to buy. As this isn't as important as the name thing, I'll give you guys until 12 PM tomorrow.