Morals Make The World Go Round.

It started out as what could be perceived as a magnanimous error.
(Of course, the leprechauns wouldn't view it like that but that would be why they are leprechauns and not humans)
The ISR, (who's name will not be mentioned here *coughmichaelcough*) had looked into the wrong file. In any overly large file system there is always that one file which contains: 3 peanuts (half gnawed), 2 pencils, an eraser, 6 marbles, 1 dead camel and ofcourse, a panoramic view of the universe providing vast detail about the centrific nature of black holes. When it comes to this last little item which happens to be no larger than your average sock (strangely it smells similar too.), the problem lies with the fact that it is completely impossible to exist*
*Every filing cabinet which extends more than 3 metres in any direction always contains something that is a physical impossibility, be it a sock shaped vision into the vastitudes of space or a librarian that isn't scary.
and the connective problem that michael had viewed it. Michaels mind was immediately tainted. The knowledge of the universe was reverbrating in his skull like a very disconcerted platypus in a saucepan screaming at the woes of fate. Such knowledge was never supposed to be in such a small and pathetic mind, ill fitted for the most menial of tasks. it is believed that michael was hunting for "a life" because he had been told to get one. in this hunt he found what was never meant to be found. Needless to say around such a logic defying and utterly imposssible mind, strange things started to happen. the most interesting one was when four people were warped into one super intelligent being, who in the habit of super intelligent beingscould not walk, communitcate or use their body in any coherant matter. Now, the knowledge inside michaels head which henceforth will affectionately be know as the platypus had an agenda of its own. it had to escape. the mind of a moron is a very confining thing. confined to one viepoint, confined to stupidity so of course the paltypus was confined. All that it could hope was that michael would have such an accident that his skull would be rendered into a capacity where it would be open (shattered) and the platypus could get free. Then the platypus would be free to attack those that it found unworthy of life (all but the superbeing who happens to be completely useless at anything but talking with a computervoice and the true ruler of the universe: A disabled chicken named Glibble that is the pet of a blind old lady named Gertrude*)
*Gertrude is also deaf and has very little sense of touch left. How do we know Gertrude has little touch left?.... She thinks Glibble is a cat.
Now. Let this serve as a lesson to you. Know this: If michael's skull is cracked open, the platypus will escape and the universe will be left to the ruling of a human who is as utterly incapable of anything other than calculating the reason for black holes, and a chicken.
Moral of the story: You may want to crack someones skull open with a gluestick. But be nice or a platypus will devour your soul.