a woman going by the name of Bobette awoke from her sleep. As she got out of bed, she instantly shivered due to the cold breeze coming through the open mahogany window. Assessing the situation, she looked at the clock. It was a cock ( you know what I mean, you dirty-minded bastards ) which releases an ear-blowing sound - apparently, to show dominance and to state that it's morning.
She gets out of bed after 10 minutes of pondering how shit her life is and closes the window. For a moment, she looks outside and notices kids in the apartment building yard - they're throwing snowballs at each other. As one of the kids, Jimmy, gets pelted by the other bullies, he starts running off, accidentally running onto the nearby 4 lane road, known for it's heavy traffic during the mornings and evenings. As predicted by Einstein in the year 6 BC, an Alfa Romeo was speeding on the ice and heavy snow-covered road. Jimmy notices the Alfa Romeo, but it is too late. Bobette yawns as poor Jimmy gets run over, his internal organs exploding and their bloody remains spewing out of his body. "For the glory of Satan, of course" Bobette said, as she continued on with her daily morning routine.
After finally getting ready and watching an episode of Top Gear, she left her apartment to get some food. Walking down the stairs, she noticed the unusual silence that had beset her neighbours. A hangover, perhaps? Nobody knows, but she did not care, so she continued. Exiting her apartment building yard, she took a right towards the nearest Wall-mart. Looking around while walking, she noticed a big widescreen TV in the window of the giant apartment building on her left. What she saw could not be explained - it was airplanes having sex. Disgusted, she hastily carried on.
Arriving at Wall-mart, she was greeted by a man with a neckbeard tipping his beautiful, white fedora. "If you have more chins than friends, there's something wrong" she said, continuing on to her destination. Running to aisle and aisle, she finally found the one she was searching for - the aisle specifically made for Pringles products. Her saliva glands were out of control, she felt slightly aroused by the amount of Pringles cans she saw. Having to choose was hard, but she did - sour cream and onion was a good choice.
She took the can and ran off to the register, grabbing a not so diet coke on the way. Bobette took out her wallet, picking out the only 5 dollar bill she had. The lady at the cash register greeted Bobette as if they were friends - they were, infact, the lady at the cash register is her aunt who is a meth addict.
After paying for the food, she ran back to her apartment as quickly as she could. Arriving on site, Bobette saw a naked James van der Beek in her bed, covered in lube with a photo of Ellen DeGeneres. "It's not how it looks" he said, trying to cover himself up. She gasps, letting go of her food as it falls onto the ground. The lid of the Pringles can accidentally slips off - a terrible secret is hidden within.
Predator, of all things, peaks his head out of the can, then devouring James van der Beek. Bobette, in shock, tries to run away, but instead Predator uses his magical power to turn her into a Panda so he can breed with her and fool the chinese into slowly being mind-controlled by cuteness.
10 years later, the world is in ruin, when suddenly, Miley Cyrus appears in a Hyundai Qashqai with Jesus in the passenger seat. "Jesus, take the wheel!" she yells as she jumps down from the stratosphere right infront of Predator on the peak of Mt. Everest. Miley starts twerking, her tongue is waggling around to intimidate Predator. In disgust, he takes out his self-destruct remote and pushes the SHINY big red button, which, in return, calls in the Death Star to destroy Earth.
Moral of the story is, a Pringles can and twerking killed humanity, so don't have sex with James van der Beek and Miley Cyrus.