The human race has had billions of unique copies over the thousands of years that these babbling baboons started grunting out some kind of language, just to let others know how they feel. Trouble is, each copy is unique, and miscommunication runs rampant amoungst the Lmao Sapiens. Somewhere in the 1950s, when communists, nuclear weapons, and Fizzies’ tablets were around, Mayhem Dan came to be. This little tyke grew up with alcohol in the family structure and saw firsthand the effects on human actions. Parents and relatives who assumed the role of raising their children according to the rules of: “you’re supposed to,” soon saw a slow behavioral change, going from animosity to outright hugging those relatives that they didn’t really like. Mayhem Dan (MD) soon discovered that alcohol cursing through the veins caused the gatherings and parties to become a whole lot more fun. When MD turned 20, he would show up at parties with stainless steel flasks full of wine. It enhanced the hugs and laughs tremendously. Later when MD 20 put 20 more years under his belt, he noticed that beer and wine were fine, but liquor was quicker, so he filled his flasks with bourbon and the end results became heavily amplified. Not only were casual friends laughing hysterically, soon, the 2 friends were hugging and crying uncontrollably. Parties were now emotionally-filled fests with sobbing and bruised bodies lying on the floor, lamenting phrases of: “I’m sooo sorry man” and “I love you, brother.” This emotional Mayhem continued until the somewhat sober celebrants stopped the show before tears flowed and all restraining inhibitions were pissed away. Mayhem Dan. If you invite him to your soiree, strip him of his emotion-prying flasks or regretful behaviors will surface.
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