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"Alright!" I exclaimed. "I finally get to see the most exclusive VIP portion of Brian's chain of amusement parks!" The two androids looked at each other in confusion but then shrugged their shoulders and continued dragging me across the snow until we came across the main threshold of the facility. Up above in an arch I could make out the weathered words, "The   happiest Place On Earth". I breathed a sigh of relief, but then looked down to see the letters "Un" buried slightly in the snow. "NOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed. As we crested the ridge, I began to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen caused by wailing. The last thing I can remember seeing is this giant pit surrounded by grotesquely large smoke stacks.

Due to your Saturday morning cartoon rituals, your view of the facility had been severely skewed with constant commercial propaganda being played by them in order to give the Gulag a more cheerful image and to recruit more youthful workers. Your insolence has gotten you thrown into a bottomless coal pit in which your only means of entertainment have been reduced to thinking about the logistics of a bottomless coal pit.

THE END