The brain aneurysm to imitate this tom foolery was long and brain deadening

“I don’t, i don’t know what your talking about, cheese burgers are meant to be on the table,” *rubs suspiciously 40 servings of mcdonalds cheese burgers shaped belly * “not below mind you, that’s where the pizza goes, haha yes the pizza, most like my food, ok, friend of mine, a GREAT friend, my friends great ol mister big E, said if he couldn’t get a daily cheese burger slice he’d hang himself, literally had to have his cheese burgers haha what a guy, reminds me of my friend, my great friend, who got autism because he didn’t eat enough cheese burgers! Can you believe it?” rubs orange belly drool dripping from his mouth “couldn’t catch me, CAN’T catch me with my with some cheese burgers not on the table, no sir and you know what i told this friend? My guy? I said to him, we’re gobs make these cheese burgers great again and put em back on the table, so good they’ll throw another parade, like the one for my birthday yes my birthday cheese burger parade my, love for this country God yes take me, take me God for a date cuz you know he’s a good friend, his son and i real close, real close friends, you know he invited me to his last birthday party before the elephants attacked, crazy elephants wanting the cheese burgers. Maybe that’s why it’s before the table to guide the cheese burgers from the Siri democratic elephants. Good friend that was good friend.”