This day started just like any other. Rico had found himself once again stranded in the upper territory of Canada. Rico spent much time in Canada where it was the people or the food, something drew him to that place. It was very mysterious but Rico was a cool guy and new how to handle himself in a fight. At least he thought so until he met Vlad. One day while Rico was hiking he ran into a strange and shirtless man. At first Rico was in shock because he was not expecting to see anyone else, but soon he became curious and walked up to the man. As it turns out he is a rather strange fellow, haling from the motherland, Russia. We talked some game for a while and we are both extremely violent people that like to fight so we decided to have a show down. Rico proposed a wager, if he won he would get Russia and if Vlad won he would receive some money. Of course Vlad excepted and they prepared the fighting arena. The fight would consist of two rounds of sword play followed by a light-saber fight.
The fight begun half-past two and ended early the next day. When day broke only one man remained standing, flippin Rico. He did it. He was now the proud owner of Russia and their rightful ruler. No longer a simple man, Rico flew to Russia where he spent the rest of his days ruling his new country.
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