Misty finished up her fried chicken and burped loudly.

"This wasn't very ladylike." Ash said, while scratching his scrotum with the same hand he used to eat fries.

Misty wiped her face with a napkin.

"Well, at least I'm not a total gay like you." Misty responded.

"Yo, too far." Ash said, "That was not okay, please apologize."

"Oh, sorry mate. I shouldn't have."

"It's ok."

After a short while, Misty broke the silence by asking a question:

"So, what do you think about black people?"

Ash finished up his fries and licked his fingers.

"I think they're cool." He replied, "I mean, I've got nothing against them. Brock is technically black, and he's a chill dude."

"I see."

"Why do you ask?"

"See, I've been wondering…" Misty sighed, "Do black people like John Paul II?"

"That pope who died on April 2nd 2005 at 9:37 PM?"

"Yup."

"What does he have to do with black people?"

"I'm fairly certain that he surrounded himself with black people, so that the world would think that he's great."

"I don't see any connection or logic between any of the things you say." Ash admitted.

Misty got all worked up.

"You wanna take this outside, punk?!" she asked.

"Let's do this!"

Ash and Misty left the McDonald's and stood in front of each other.

When other people saw this, they thought this would be some kind of action-packed Pokemon fight. To their surprise, Ash and Misty rushed at each other and pretended to fight, using their hands to simulate fighting techniques from Naruto, Dragon Ball and Bible Black (don't google this).

To Ash's and Misty's surprise, though, the techniques they pretended to use actually worked, and there was a huge explosion, which destroyed the entire country of Poland. Estimated collateral damage: twenty dollars. Nobody cried.

Ash and Misty survived by hiding in their pokeballs. They noticed that the pokeball's insides were actually alternate universes, where John Paul II was still alive, and animated catgirls existed. Misty quickly realized that it's literal nightmare, so she left the pokeball and travelled to Mexico to eat some delicious burrito. Ash stayed there, though, because he's a giant weeb.

THE END

To that one funny guy who keeps sending nudes to my grandma, keep it up.