FF stands for Filthy Frank. I don't feel like typing it out, don't judge me.
Bubba woke up in a strange place. The walls were pastel blue, along with the ceiling. The carpet floor was a deep blue. He was laying on the bed, covered in it's dark red sheets. Bubba groaned, his head still hurting from when Harambe hit him with the frying pan.
"Ah, you're awake." Bubba looked around, his eyes sticking on a pink man in the corner of the room. Bubba groaned, not wanting to see FF, but he needed answers.
"Where am I? Also, why is there a banana on my huge BubbaWinky?" Bubba asked, looking anywhere but at FF. He slowly got out of the soft bed, not really wanting to get up.
"That is classified information... But I brought you here for a reason..."
"What could possibly be a good reason to bring me here, and not even tell me where I am? AND GLUE A BANANANA TO MY HUGE BUBBAWINKY?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS IS GOING TO HURT?! IT'S GOING TO BE LIKE THE PAIN OLYMPICS!" Bubba yelled, getting closer to FF to intimidate him.
The pink thing slapped Bubba and pushed him down to the floor. Bubba immediately got himself back on his feet, then used his Illuminati Meme powers to knock FF on the ground with a powerful blow. He watched as FF was knocked into the ground and pounded into the earth until he was in China.
There was a clear path to the door now. Finally, Bubba got to get out of the strange place...
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Filthy Bubba
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