MacChicken
as i make my august entrance into the fast food outlet known as Macdonal's, i notice that everyone is staring straight at me. however i remain unperturbed, instead, i divert my thoughts to my sole purpose of getting a Mac-something. suddenly, my spider senses start to tingle. while wondering how i have spider senses, i deftly rush to the counter and rap the table-top with my fist to attain the 15 year old employee-with-unsightly-pimples-all-over-his-face's attention. i rap out my order even though i do not fashion fashionable rapper clothes. i rap my meal and without intermediary, i deftly throw my 2 dollar MacChicken in the direction behind my head.

you see, my spider senses informed me that there was a black 5 foot mutant spider about to bite me. fortunately i was not bothered by nitty-gritty-itty-mini* matters as such. and the reason why everyone was gazing in my direction was because the mutant spider was dangling behind my head.

anyway, the 2 dollar MacChicken smashed the mutant spider into smithereens. i suspect that my costly meal had not been properly prepared and thus contained the infamous avian flu. it is common knowledge that all mutant spiders have violent allergic reactions to the notorious bird flu. i make my heroic exit through the plastic door. i return home with a sense of dignity and superciliously put on my multi-coloured variegated pants.

i did not create or own this animation. but i ike it.