Part Final - (Only) Hold me Once you Go

The BK Stacker plunges into cosmic blackness. Surfing galactic light beams, riding with asteroids alongside Richard Branson. Richard reaches for the Stacker. He takes a bite and finds himself to be limitless. Ascending to relevancy, Richard becomes a virgin star as the Stacker restores itself and Burger King stock rises, finally making M. Price a profit so they may stop trying to pawn their book onto people via a Goodreads blog. But is Burger King stock even a thing?

Shut up

Stack it up. Stack it up. Stack it up. Stack it.

But yeah, the Stacker keeps plunging or something.

(Somewhere Else, deep in the Realms of the Unreal)

THE BURGATORIUM

our camera crew finds Jhaegar screaming and wailing, chicken sandwiches and perennially cold mozz sticks jammed down his throat, cold carbonation, at least not hot, not scorching but still not doing any favors to his insides, signalling his time is short, that soon he'll be a YouTube star, that soon YouTube will demonetize him, that soon we'll demonize him, that soon--

--oh my JESUS oh my GOD--

BK STACKER! YEAH YEAH YEAH!

shatters the shackles of the shivering schlup known as Jumpin' J. Hager Holdburrr, soon to be Holdburnt, as the Stacker unleashes Stacker Sauce into the drains and showerheads of THE BURGATORIUM clogging and backing up their nonsense chicken sauce like why does every burger place need chicken sandwiches now like actually why does anyone even eat burgers anymore but it's fine cuz THE BURGATORIUM BURNS or should I say BURGS and Jhaegar is flown to safety on thick carpets of bacon and cheese

"You saved me, Mr. Stacker."

...

"How can I ever repay you?"

...

"Huh?"

The Stacker proclaims to Jhaegar:

Stack it up. Stack it up. Stack it up. Stack it.

Jhaegar realizes it wasn't about slaughtering M. Price and all the Sellouts like him, but instead about the friends we Stacked along the way.

Life is a Stacker. There's beef. And cheese. And bacon. And Stacker Sauce. Sometimes even a lack of such named parts, or even extras such as lettuce or tomato, as long as you Have it Your Way. Our Way. Our Way is here. Down here. Up there is Their Way. Their Way's up there.

Everyone's a Piece on a Stacker.

Everyher's a Piece we Hardly Know.

Jhaegar looks into himself.

Stack it up. Stack it up. Stack it up. Stack it.

This blog's meandered too long. We'll learn to live without it.

The Constellation is Complete. Earth is filled with (many) things. One such thing is

Catharsis