Here is the story of someone who keeps deluding himself into believing he's a shining gift to all mankind. Let's call him "Topple Over". His name fits him like a glove- He has an unusually big head that seems to be in constant struggle in defying the law of gravity,and thus one should only expect to think that he'd just topple over,fall on his head and crack his skull open any second.
Topple Over only associates himself with people of certain repute, He doesnt coexist with the hoi polloi (ordinary people) for fear of infestation of some flesh eating bacteria and the corruption of his holier-than-thou morals. He has an inexhaustible resource of tall stories- people drop dead at his feet and lust after him like rabid mad dogs. He claws at your self image and tear it into pieces until you find yourself questioning your own self worth. "You are so fat! It doesnt suit you!". These pseudo-constructive comments corrode your self esteem like a rust to a metal until you see the very image in the mirror Topple Over wants you to see. An ugly, fat science experiment gone terribly wrong.Whatever happens to the man who used to laugh at himself? The man, who despite what nature did to him, still managed to pull a wide grin and say "At least Im not losing a limb". A man who used to spend little time looking after his looks and more on making others keel over laughing?
Beware of Topple Over, he lurks in the dark, cloaked in friendly concern but can kill nevertheless.
