So anyways my furries and I were out getting fried chicken and white women, and there's this movie theatre by our house. My furfag Xemmy is all 'Fightclub is showing', and I'm all 'Hoshit'. So I prance gaily over to the boxoffice and talk to this oldfag in the window. The tickets are 7 poke dollars. I have 7 poke dollurs.

I rape everybody in the butt.

I get all excited and shit, because dude, dude, dude, srsly, fried chicken and Fightclub. I am a happy google. Cause that's what I am, a fucking google. I'm a cow-dragon-mouse-cat-thing. Shut the fuck up, it makes sense. So any way, I have a pocket filled with hotsauce and fried chicken, but not in my pocket. Who the fuck has fried chicken in their pocket?

So anyway, there's like boba and Xemmy's never had boba. So he drinks Beth's delicious ball filled nut milk. But that has nothing to do with anything except haha, nut milk.

Who's Beth you ask? Well you shouldn't fucking ask, this is the internet. You could all be rapists. Beth is the red pill, maybe, possibly.

IS THIS REAL LIFE?

So anyway, Riku and Sora are there, but Sora is like 12 people and he she it him her is am also a lady. We're not sure. We all go to Walgreens, but not for fags. We had too many of those already.

Shit happens and my pants are filled with candy.

Then Fightclub happens, except we aren't supposed to talk about it.

Long story short, this is the Matrix.