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The honey nut cheerio bee woke up suddenly. He felt hazy, where on earth was he? He rubbed his eyes and looked around as he flew around and then a booming voice surrounded him "BUZZBEE!" The bee was shocked. "H...How do you know my real name?!" (It really is look it up)
THE SHRIEKING VOID BLOTTED OUT REALITY. "YOUR FEEBLE FUZZY MEATSACK IS AS FEEBLE AS YOUR UNDERSTANDING OF THE TRUE NATURE OF THE WORLD." BuzzBee the mascot quailed before the eldritch presence of this hellish entity. He just sold cereal he is not prepared for this. "THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS IS THE EXCELLENT AND NUTRITIOUS TASTE OF HONEY NUT CHEERIOHS" boomed the other
worldy voice. "THE CERAL IS EVERYTHING, BUT YOU ARE NOTHING. JUST A TINY BEE, YOU COULD BE ANYONE, EVEN JERRY SEINFIELD FROM THE BEE MOVIE." Buzzbee, the Honey Nut Cheerios Bee Mascot, screamed in horror at the idea of being played by Jerry Seinfield. Like Whats the deal with that? He didn't want anything to do with the Bee Movie or that Kramer fellow. "DID YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT EVEN A REAL BEE!!?" shouted the voice from beyond. "YOU'RE JUST A CGI CREATURE IN ADVERTISEMENTS SELLING A CEREAL THAT MAY OR MAY NOT BE GOOD FOR PEOPLE'S HEARTS. AND GUESS WHAT ITS NOT GOOD FOR THEIR HEARTS AND YOU'VE BEEN LEADING PEOPLE TO THEIR DEATH YOU CHARLTON OF LIES. YOU BEE OF BEFUDDLEMENT." Buzzbee keeps screaming and doesn't stop