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CHAPTER 3
NAH, IT'S OKAY
The Ashman’s disciples
The Ashman, in his great wanderings, found many a disciple. Others he crated crudely of Play-Doh, and others still he wrought from the spots he saw in the corner of his eyes.
Cat Boy

Born half boy, half cat, Cat-boy swore allegiance to the Ashman after witnessing him defeat the famed kung-fu-ist, Monkey. Ashman trounced his foe through a cunning use of sticks, the likes of which has never been seen since.
Cat boy himself is the Disciple of the Spork, the fantastically self-conquering device that is rumored to be the key to the Garden of Edam.
Admiral Ackbar

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, this squid-like one spoke the immortal words “It’s a trap.” The Ashman found this comment to be most profound, so Ackbar was post-deadly declared a disciple.
This ignores all conventional uses of the word, but that’s the kind of bad-mother-fucker-spit-in-your–face-way-out-there-hella-cool-kung-fu shit you can pull when you’re a messiah. The messiah.
Inverted Purple Monkey Dishwasher

The Purple Monkey Dishwasher is the anti-Ashman. By inverting him, he becomes good. See how easy?
Born of purple-monkey-dishwashing hate, this sad creature fell from grace when it besmirched the good-name of the Ash. I’m running out of steam. No more energy. Bugger it , it’s only for that Secret Santa thing.