with my piece of string i would conquer all of mankind. it would not be hard.
i simply go back in time, to when george bush was in office, and i dangle the string before him. he becomes enthralled with the string like a playful kitten. he pleads with me "please C ill do anything for that scrap of string!"
"anything you say?"
i walk out of his office one string lighter but holding in my hands the nuclear launch codes.
and with them i know that all of humanity is within my grasp.
i make my way to cheyenne mountain. once safely inside its mountainy comfort i launch the entire united states nuclear arsenal in a way that will irradiate the whole globe. after the dust settles i emerge from my lair, and take my rightful place as the king of the wasteland