Weed, by Darkbark

"But if you're in a comma," said Gary, unbelievingly. "Then that means NONE OF THIS EXISTS."

"Dat's right bitch," said Ash, and he laughed as he hit that weed. He hit that weed like Mr. Mime hit up that broomstick for anal sex. "While Pikachu esxcekltricuted me in many a portal to the other world, I saw me as I am, a braindamaged boy in a coma. Pretty sick huh?"

"Bruh u been smoking too much of that weed."

"NO! DUDE, I UNDERSTAND NOW," said Ash. "I already am the very best that no one ever was. My vision, that came to me after the seventeenth time we all watched Bee Movie in Poke mon Skool, is that if I can master my coma powers, I can control the world inside of Ash's coma."

Gary lol'd. "Man, if you in a coma, why you always getting harassed by that Team Rocket?"

"James is my gay side, and Jessie is my woman side. WHAT DO YOU THINK?"

"I think, man, I think. I'm thinkin think. Man, I thinka dink. I thinka therefore I thinkin."

"No but dood, what this." Ash controlled the world inside his mind, so e imaged a room full of like Doritos and poptarts and pizza rolls. And fried chicken, and pulled pork, and a fucking crate of Lucky Charms. Ash smoked that weed.

Then a hole formed underneath Ash house. Dey fall in. Dey deed.

Or dey yay?

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