You were behind the counter, working at the donuts shop one day, when you see a car pulling up outside, followed by some guy in a red Nehru jacket, a white shirt, blue jeans and brown shoes named Miracle Machine walking out of it, and into the store.

Really, though, the only reason he was here was because he...look, man, he decided to buy some donuts, after he had made a vow that he would not rest until the one-nostriled man who took his snorkel, Jeffery Epstein, was caught.

You got any glazed donuts?

Of course, you were out of glazed donuts, and all you had in stock right now was a box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels.