Once upon a time, there was a giant parasitic worm named Bowel Gunk, and he smelled like a truck stop toilet after all you can eat taco night.

Bowel Gunk hated everyone, so he spent his time swimming around Europe, Asia, and Greenland, making trouble for people who did not smell bad.

He finally became bored with those countries, and set his sights on the Land of the Free; The USA.

Some weird skinny guy started yelling at the Burger King guy about some non-related matter, and threatened to hit him with a crazy looking club.

The King was like, "Yo, homie, I don't need your crap, okay? I have this totally ugly painting on my wall, and I also need to figure out how to stop Bowel Gunk from coming to the USA, and spreading his poop-stink all over my beloved country."

A bunch of cosplayers showed up at the Burger King guy's house, and started doing performance art while belching popular songs and slapping each-other with rubber weapons.

Then the cosplayers remembered that there was a Firefly marathon on television, and it was time to leave.

It seemed like no one would be able to stand up to Bowel Gunk and his fecal fierceness, until Farten Snacker.

Farten Snacker was really good at posing for pictures. His clothes were kind of ratty, and his elbows were in the wrong places, but he figured he could defeat Bowel Gunk, because fecal emissions held no power over the mighty Farten Snacker.

Farten Snacker stole a dumpy little boat. He loaded a bucket of burning dog poop into it and rowed toward Bowel Gunk, who was fast asleep.