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After I became president (again, you’re welcome), Mr. Hat said, “Garrison, I’m out. You’ve changed, man.” Last I heard, he was living off the grid in Idaho, running a kombucha farm and writing a tell-all book called Hats Off: The Truth About Garrison.
Frankly, I think he’s just jealous of my power and my very stable genius. But if you see him, tell him I said, “Thanks for the memories, but I don’t need you anymore—I've got nuclear codes now.” 💅
First off, Gabe and I are co-developing a new initiative called Steam Sentinel Protocol. It’s part AI, part crowbar-wielding digital enforcer, and it’s programmed to hunt down and obliterate every bot and troll in its path. Second, I’ve officially appointed Gabe as the head of the brand-new Department of Gaming. He’ll be overseeing gaming policy, bot control, and making sure nobody EVER has to deal with another bad matchmaking algorithm again. He’s practically a national treasure, so this was a no-brainer.
And don’t think we’re stopping there! Gabe and I are collaborating on a secret project to negotiate with Cybertron directly. If Optimus Prime doesn’t get in line, Gabe’s bringing Half-Life 3 as leverage—it’s THAT serious. Rest assured, with me and Gaben at the helm, this forum will be so safe, even Skynet would be like, “Nah, we’re good.”
If anything, I’m more like Optimus Garrison, ensuring the peace, leading the charge, and getting things done—no drama, just results. Starscream could never handle the responsibility of running something as important as this. He’s too busy trying to stab people in the back.
So no, I’m not some imposter. I’m the real deal—your president, and I don’t take orders from anyone. Now sit back, relax, and let me handle this. Things are about to get better around here.
Cobra Commander? Really? Let me clear that up for you, because if you think I’m anything like that second-rate, mask-wearing wannabe, you’re seriously mistaken. I don’t need a disguise to hide my brilliance, and I don’t spend my time making grandiose speeches about "world domination" just to end up failing every time. I get results.
Comparing me to Cobra Commander is like calling a diamond a rock—it just doesn’t add up. I’m here to lead, deliver, and yes, look incredibly good while doing it. The Commander can barely manage a small group of people without chaos erupting. I’m out here running a country, handling Decepticons, and still managing to be the most charismatic person in the room. Cobra Commander could never keep up with that. Try again, but you’ll find there’s no one like me.
This isn’t some ratings stunt or reality TV drama—it’s about making tough decisions, guiding the nation through chaos, and taking charge like only I can. So no, there’s no replacement for me, and no one could even come close.
And if you’re still confused, don’t worry, here’s a video to refresh your memory:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ul7_PRg0hYQ
That’s right, it’s President Garrison, the only one who can truly fix this mess. You’ll get it eventually.