[Talthyr Malkaviel]

The future of Neb:

First of all, you will shave your head completely bald, then mass-market your new home-remedy for shining up bald heads, which of course are then the only hairstyl to have.
It involves butter, Cadbury's cream eggs, and pirahnas, but one day the recipe will be stolen from you, and an animal conservation group will hunt you down for cruelty to pirahnas.
You will become an inter-galactic refugee, and an underground herofor all those who ever wanted a shiny head.
You will then find a horde of alligators, fifteen million, two hundred and thirty seven thousand, nine hundred and thirty... two of them, and then 12 pachyderms, of various varying varied varieties.
Then, with your new-found animal cohorts, you will overthrow these animal lovers, and find conclusive proof that they were actually making a form of hair gel form trouts and several types of simians.
As the new proclaimed lord of all animals, your popularity will rise rapidly, you will marry... ummm, a toliet cleaner called priscilla, and your polularity will rise yet more.
However, this wonderful ife will be tragically cut short in a publicity stunt involving three bricks, one wooly mammoth, several rare butterflies and an untied shoelace....
Oh the horror.