Suddenly, Brooke and Klimpaloon arrived from the Himalayas with thousands upon thousands of hand-woven baskets they made beneath the snow to hold said muffins.
Kristen rolled in thousands of dollars because the muffins were fantastic and everyone in the world bought them; Ryan’s enemies were becoming fewer and fewer.
But then a muffin landed in Josiah’s hand….he couldn’t resist…….he ate the last muffin; Josiah couldn’t get the memory of the delicious muffin out of his mind and starved to death, craving another bite.
While gathering the charred pieces of flesh muffins, Brooke accidentally knocked over a bottle of milk, causing a zombified Josiah to rise and scream, “NOOO!”
(Your move, Dawn.)