---- Once upon a time a Mind Control Boss landed on a raft out at sea. He had never existed before! A galactic rift opened over the sea, and out he plummeted.
[Plop!] went the Mind Control Boss as he fell on the raft. --- It was cold out at sea, damp, salty. There wasn't even a fishing pole to fish with. The waves would lap at the flimsy raft, and Mind Control Boss felt tiny and powerless in the face of the immense undulating ocean.
