IMT: The Professor's Childhood Picture

Part of the... the creatures in my head... there was always the Professor. Profressor Greenley. One eye. That's always what I remember. That wide, black eye always staring me down... an inventor... chasing me down in his canoe supported by balloons or something oddly horrifying like that. He was always coming... always inches away... he even found out why the cow jumped over the moon... He just lost his mind one day and when the tree house unraveled, his rage pursued me to the outside...

Prof. G (C) Me
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