"Did you get rejected from being a drummer for Hanson?"
Smoke blows out the man's ears immeadiately after you mention the word
'Hanson'!
"WHAT?!?!?!?! How could you say such a thing?!?!?!" He
trys to kill you, but doesn't. You're just a pile of pulp. You wake
up in the disco shack alone. You feel immensly better. But, to your
surprise, you find a wrapper on the ground next to you. It looks to
be as if you ate it! On the wrapper, it
says...