Oh jeez. Sonic and Zoidberg had just finished worshipping Tammuz and listening to Linkin Park. The contents of there bellies lacked scrumptious material, so they decided to go to Burger King. Burger King not Borger King. Borger King is bad. They assimilate pandas. So they called their girlfriend Jennifer Lawrence and asked if she had put on sun screen because sometimes she burns and that's negativity. She said affirmative so they carried on. They walked into Burger King and tried to by their meal. They asked for fifty-six chocolate-chip cookies and some cholesterol. But they were trapped! It's a trap said Admiral Ackbar. This was not Burger King. It was, I swear to Venus, BOOGER KING! HAHAHAHA said Paul Ryan walking out onto stage. I have you now sonic and zoidburg. As I am biased against the anthropomorphic personification of a fast food chain with only outside seeting and the harmonious results of Liger zero having sex with an Iceburg, I will now drain your noses of boogers using my snot-sucking battelaxe, and sell it as smoothies. You cannot defeat me for I am as powerful as several ducks! WOPPAWOPPAWOPPACOOLWHIP! Oh son of a lich, what's going to happen now! Then a Protoceratops burst in and did a guitar solo. Then it left. Paul Ryan drank some cream soda while watching Sonic and Zoidburg get drained of all boogers! Then they escaped and ran away. NOOOOOOOOO! Screamed Lord Paul Ryan. He rode a Pegasus off into the sunset while cursing them hysterically. Hercules's myth consists of 12 laborious labors.