In my 7+ Years McDonalds career i always worked hard and tried to make the best burgers. i personally believe that burgers have the power to change the world, you don't know it but when u eat a good burger your brain instantly starts bursting dopamine like crazy, the more you eat of a good burger the more you want more of it, after eating at least two burgers you'd already contracted ADDICTION to my burgers, now you are my burger minion, i can command you to do whatever i wish, my plan was to take over the world governments by creating a massive revolt with my burgers influence over people, but As of now at least, current workforce doesn't fit this principle. not to mention that my manager is being an A$$hat recently, and with that, McDonalds is unable/unwilling to make changes to fit that goal. so my plan is put on pause for the time being.

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"Who’s joe?" a distant voice asks.

Instantly everyone nearby hears the sound of 1,000s of bricks rapidly shuffling towards his location.

The earth itself seemed to cry out in agony, until finally the ground itself split open and a horrific creature crawled from the ground, covered in mucus and tar.

”Joe Momma…” the creature whispered.

The man cried out in pain as he disintegrated into dust, and the whole world fell silent in fear.

"I did a little trolling." the wretched creature remarked before burrowing back into the earth.