After using all his mighty brainpower for a mere 27 hours to think, Fooruman, not wanting to add to the burger lord's already massive funds, decided to leave without paying. He destroyed the restaurant in a cloud of smoke and flame with the flick of his pinky finger and the utterance of the word "Killer." Suddenly, in another cloud of gas and burger grease, Fooruman passed gas - however, this was no ordinary bowel movement! You see, the combination of 17 cheeseburgers and the ruined remains of Unfooruman caused a miracle - Unfooruman was reborn in a completely disgusting way! Fooruman's jaw fell open as he turned around and faced his enemy.

"Why hello there old friend," Fooruman practically sang.

"What?" Unfooruman stuttered. "We're not friends at all! And I can't really remember, but it seems like you killed me."

"Nonsense. It was some sort of bomb that killed you!" Fooruman exclaimed as he walked forward and gave Unfooruman a hug. After about twenty minutes of agonizing awkwardness, Fooruman spoke again. "So, basically, we're a couple years in the future. I think ten or something. Anyway, there's a new taco man who rules the universe, and you and I need to overthrow him!"

Unfooruman laughed. "Why would I possibly want to help you overthrow some 'taco man'?


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