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"Just Odd Dice To Roll"

Jody was a man of simple pleasures. When i say simple I don't mean playing chess or sipping Brandy, I mean playing with building blocks. But he had one weakness...sugar!
He couldn't get enough of the stuff, and after years of fighting his addiction he had finally realised he had to go cold turkey if he ever wanted to come out of this battle alive.
So our hero, (and i use that term loosely), begins his story in the big city of Texarkana Texas. Now how did he get here I hear you thinking. Well that's got me puzzled too so let's re-ruite him to the quiet town off...oh, let's say...a mountain village by the name of...Jodyville. Now he owned this place, but not in a good way. Spending many of his days running Arsenal into the ground on Championship Manager, Jody knew what it took to ruin a great business or organisation.
It wasn't a big mountain village, it contained Jody's house, a seperate shop which he trekked to regularly and a docking yard.
But what he did in his spare time, now that's a killer...

*To be conintued...

Jody was a man of simple pleasures. When i say simple I don't mean playing chess or sipping Brandy, I mean playing with building blocks. But he had one weakness...sugar!
He couldn't get enough of the stuff, and after years of fighting his addiction he had finally realised he had to go cold turkey if he ever wanted to come out of this battle alive.
So our hero, (and i use that term loosely), begins his story in the big city of Texarkana Texas. Now how did he get here I hear you thinking. Well that's got me puzzled too so let's re-ruite him to the quiet town off...oh, let's say...a mountain village by the name of...Jodyville. Now he owned this place, but not in a good way. Spending many of his days running Arsenal into the ground on Championship Manager, Jody knew what it took to ruin a great business or organisation.
It wasn't a big mountain village, it contained Jody's house, a seperate shop which he trekked to regularly and a docking yard.
But what he did in his spare time, now that's a killer...

*To be conintued...

I sincerely hope that was a joke.

Rambling sentence structure, mis-spellings, lack of punctuation in places.

I'm obviously not going to comment on the plot/story, because frankly it doesn't exist*.

*yet.

* tiptoes quietly backwards and out of the thread before anyone notices I've been here *

This is already beyond help. Don't think you can be another crossbob.