Write The End

The walls start crumbling, the floors start shaking and everything starts falling apart; The universe can only handle one kind of chip. A vortex forms, and sucks up most of the fallen debris, as well as the rest of the room, until seemingly nothing else is left. There is a moment of silence. They see an omniscient glow above them; A bag of Buffalo Wings and Ranch floating in the air. It is decided

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