Mr. Snipes' fatass finally made it to the ground but when he landed, it causes a localized 5.8 earthquake, kinda like the time Chouji's father Chouza came in to the class with a giant ass bag of doritos that he got from somewhere special. And by somewhere special, I mean at Fox News garbage can. Mr. Snipes needed to find refuge faster than a black girl running from the cops while the cops were wearing cowboy hats and tutus. Mr. Snipes found this small cabin and he went inside, wondering what was going on.
He noticed that there were clowns wearing lingerie and Mr. Snipes said,
"Uh...what iss this place?"
"Bitch? Did you read the fucking sign?" said one of the clowns. "This is a brothel for unfunny clowns. Freddy Kreuger runs this place, but he only appears when Louis the black cat takes a shit in the shape of a q on top of a skyscraper in Cheraw."
"Damn, so speciffic," said a British guy who was sitting next to a jar that had hamburgers in it. It was SImon Cowell and he was shaking his head as if grooving to some Willy Wonka funkalicious music in his head. Or something by Eminem. Same person, really.