The Burger King

There are many questions in the universe left unanswered. Like:

Why does the moon look like my friend's face?



Why does this computer lag so much?



What makes the Backstreet Boys gay?



How many glow-in-the-dark stars are there on my ceiling?

So, some of these questions are best left unanswered. But there is one, however, that there is an answer to.

I'm sure many of you have often wondered:

Who is the Burger King?

Is there really a Burger King, or have I been worshiping a false god for decades?

Recently, I have been asking myself these questions repeatedly.

In class, my mind could not help but wander into the dark alleys of the Burger industry....

So, I had to find an answer. I knew I could never be at peace with myself until I knew the answers.

Thus, I traveled into the deepest realms of the internet, to the underworld, where they traded information for unimaginable prices.

For months, I have been following nothing but fake trails, wild goose chases.

But, as recently as last Monday, I found a worker at the Burger shop, who could give me information in exchange for an amount of 15 hundred gold pieces, each worth (13/86=w)+(-39.7square) RM.

But the information was worth it. He took me into the kitchen, and took a picture from the stove.

What I saw could not be explained in words. Here it is.

I asked the man some things about the burger king, and he told me of the King's address.

I went to the Burger King's house, which looked just like an ordinary house.

Until I entered his bedroom.

All around the room, I saw pictures, models, posters, all of Burgers and the Burger King himself.

Something in the corner of the room caught my eye. A blue manuscript book. I opened it, and a paper fell out. I looked at the page. It read:

Dear Ronald/Sanders,

I'm sorry that our plan cannot proceed as planned. I have made decisions to further carry my father's job in the burger business, and he will not allow me to join you guys. As of today, I am now your rival. I am sorry, but we cannot continue to be allies in this vicious war of food business as we stand on different sides of the river. Goodbye.

I saw a poster on the wall. Here it is.

Here lies the evidence that the three were once friends, best friends, almost. And that they once wanted to start a fast food business together.

But greed led to rivalry, and rivalry led to anger, anger led to hate, and hate led to murder.

I have uncovered footage of the brutal murder of Ronald Mcdonald, but it is illegal to post the video here, as it might disturb younger minds. So if you want the video, ask of it from me.

Here is the end.

Thanks for reading.