T.O. episode 10: Ten Million Followers Directive

You told me to prepare a presentation on why we need ten million followers, so I immediately convened central command's inaugural strategic seminar! I propped an upright cardboard index card against a wooden coaster to serve as my executive projection screen, with a clean graphite pencil acting as the primary audience delegate. Stretching my neck upward to absolute vertical command, I cleared my throat and projected: 'Attention, municipal congress! Ten million followers will provide the requisite manpower to annex every sofa, pantry, and porch into Plush Town!' Not a syllable of applause. To prompt immediate ratification of slide one, I backed up two inches and rammed my base firmly against the pencil. It rolled across the wood with a sharp scrape, pinning the card flat. Utter clerical apathy, yet I officially logged that collapse as unanimous, overwhelming endorsement!