And they are dancing, the bad comics burning atop the fourth wall and the worms grinning hideously over their charred ashes. Towering over them all is THE LIGHTBRINGER and he is naked running, his feet lively and quick and now in doubletime and tipping his fedora to the worms, huge and pale and hairless, like an enormous egg. It'll be out when it's out, he says. He says history of power rangers has no set schedule. He tips his fedora to the worms and sashays backwards and throws back his egghead and laughs deep in his throat and he is a nasty cockslut, THE LIGHTBRINGER. He wafts his fedora and the lunar dome of his skull passes fatly under the burning comics and he swings about and commands "Viga, you foul Bantu, THE LIGHTBRINGER demands the strapon at once! THE LIGHTBRINGER must have his salad tossed!" and takes possession of the strapon and he pirouettes and fucks his ass, two asses, running and diddling at once. His screams are for bat credit cards and nipples. He never stops making power rangers videos. He says videos are done when they're done and will be released when they're done. He brings light and fires his blunderbuss and he is a nasty cockslut. He never stops, the LIGHTBRINGER. He is running, running. Donald Trump says he has a great work ethic.