Escape The Fast Approaching Wave Of McDonald's Tartar Sauce
As you head for the rooftop, you hear a chopper in the distance. As it slowly approaches, you hail it for assistance.
"You need some help down there?" one of the people in the helicopter asks behind a megaphone. It cuts off with a slight squall.
"Yes, for God's sake, help me!" You scream in desperation. "The river is rising!"
"Ok, sir. First, we need you to calm down. Can you do that for me?"
"Yeah, I think so."
At this point, you hear what sounds like a poorly rendered techno beat followed by an indecipherable voice with a thick German accent.
"... The second thing I need you to do, is show me your tits..."
"WHAT? I'M A GUY!!!"
"You heard me."
"You need some help down there?" one of the people in the helicopter asks behind a megaphone. It cuts off with a slight squall.
"Yes, for God's sake, help me!" You scream in desperation. "The river is rising!"
"Ok, sir. First, we need you to calm down. Can you do that for me?"
"Yeah, I think so."
At this point, you hear what sounds like a poorly rendered techno beat followed by an indecipherable voice with a thick German accent.
"... The second thing I need you to do, is show me your tits..."
"WHAT? I'M A GUY!!!"
"You heard me."