Updated: Feb 23, 2019
Imagine, I'm visiting the 21st century! Thank you, Blogo. It isn't every day that some big cutie of a dinosaur guy asks if you'd like to visit an earlier century when the world was absolutely full of people.
"Sure," I said, "give me a minute to pack a few things."
"Forget that," he said, "buy whatever you want there."
He gave me these pieces of paper and said I could get anything I needed with them. Well, okay, I'll take his word on that. He's kind of irresistible, if you know what I mean. So, here I am strutting my stuff in the big city.
So may gorgeous men! Blogo says that, with a face like mine, I should have little trouble meeting as many as I want. I'm looking forward to that! Blogo says that men will ask me out to dinner a lot.
"But I can't eat anything," I said.
"No problem," he said, "they're more interested in other things, anyway."
Like what? I can't wait to find out!
So many beautiful girls here, too. I'd like to get to know them. Blogo says that some of the girls are "gay" or "switch hitters." I'm not sure what those words mean, but best believe that I'm going to find out! Blogo said that he could bring Winston here, too. But I said, "What's the rush?"
I mean, I've been working Winston pretty hard lately, and he needs a break. Besides, he's very involved with politics back in Mech City. He's so old fashioned. I don't think he'd like it here, anyway.
Well, gotta go. There's this gorgeous guy pretending to look into the shop window next to me, but he's been glancing my direction a lot. Think I'd like to talk to him now.
- Star Power