The waiter says "Say When", grating the parmesan cheese over my pizza. Foolish mistake. Anyone should know that there is no "when". As parmesan fills the restaurant, the pizza only gets better. After only an hour, the restaurants interior its completely filled with parmesan, killing twenty. But the resuraunt is only the beginning. Next the USA will be taken by parmesan, a force stronger than anyone could have anticipated. After that comes the world. Consider this a warning, to get to a foreign planet immediately. At least that will provide temporary safety, until the parmesan rises to mars. At that point, there will be enough cheese on my pizza, and I will be ready to eat.
𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 [streamer name] , 𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓳𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓾𝓫𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝓾𝓫𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼.