This story was made by a friend of mine, not me. We both hate Goro, though, so she thought it'd be fun to make a story about how he hated he is. Enjoy!

One early morning, Goro was taking a walk down the street.

Now obviously, all the other allies despised him because of his lack of abilities. No earthling understood why he was hated so much, though. Some thought it was jealously, but honestly, who would be jealous of a fat man? Others thought it was just merely hatred.

So anyway, Goro was walking—oh, who am I kidding...Goro doesn't walk. Personally, I believe that Goro is the most hated man in his group of "friends". No, the world. NO! The whole universe.

Okay, now that I've put all my hatred on Goro, let's get to the source of all beauty:

Phillip. (The person who owns the cathedral, in case you didn't already know.)

Oh, how I envy the simple life of the tribes fo...excuse me? This isn't the right script? Oops, sorry...heh heh, this is embarrassing. Now, where was I? Oh, that's right:

Phillip.

Many have fallen for his charming good looks, but many also act towards him as if they are at a Justin Bieber concert.

Anyway, on with the show. Oh? This isn't a show? I'm pretty well sure that we were having a show.

Person: And you were pretty well sure that you were reading the right script earlier...idiot.

Crazy Lady: SHUT UP! Don't be rude!

Person: Or what?

Crazy Lady: Or you're gonna have to mess with THIS! (gestures to herself)

Person: I don't think that—whatever THAT is—will be a problem.

Crazy Lady: OH YOU JUST WENT TOO FAR, MISTER! YOU WANNA PIECE OF THIS? (steps forward)

Person: Uh...no...I really don't...

Narrator: Oh, I see; you act as if a crazy fat lady—

Crazy Lady: (interrupts) THAT'S FAT AMY TO YOU!

Narrator: Okay...as if FAT AMY is a threat to you!

Person: No no no...Fat Amy is certainly not a threat to me. It's just...I have to get home to my family.

Fat Amy: But isn't your family out in the audience?

(makes family and audience appear)

Person: But how did you...didn't you say this wasn't a show?

Fat Amy: WHO CARES? LET ME JUST BEAT YOU UP!

Right when the crazy—I mean, Fat Amy was about to beat up the person, Goro came and saved the show. Well, not really. He did manage to save his health, though, after running up all those flights of stairs to get to the room everyone magically appeared in.

Goro: HEY! This is MY story! All you hillbillies need to shut your FACE HOLES!

Narrator: Oh, well aren't you a big ball of sunshine, Mr. Fatso!

Goro: Yes, yes I am. Now anyway...GET BACK TO MY STORY!

Narrator: Okay, okay! Calm your ponies...

Anyway, Goro was laying in the middle of the street, when suddenly, the Great Genie, Ruby, came up to him.

Ruby: HEY! I like you.

Goro: WOO! (dances around)

Ruby: Yeah...I lied when I said that. I HATE you! No one likes you; not even your own father! Just go crawl in a hole and DIE! (kicks him in the you-know-where)

Goro: AAGGHH! WHAT THE HECK! RUBY! I WILL GET YOU FOR THAT!

Narrator: So poor Goro had to go on with his life trying to think of a way to get back at Ruby. Too bad he died before he could do anything. Ruby is just too great to be shown up or messed with.

Goro: HEY!

The End