uhsddkkdshohrjngiuutbsndhguerhtjbgyuebao;fihidnwehhgsdfnsshgwerjbfusdhfa;ldifoewijsdh

I looked at the screen as the random combination of letter kept pouring in

saihfuhhgughwugsjfbslacinnshe

What the Frick frack patty wack are they saying?

ihfhiehopfdhgahsyrnsighup

You trace the source to a general location

ahfiewiadhsihfneediajdfsyrupakjdfhaalloout

"Canda? What kinda devilish prank is this?"

fhsdhhelpdfafhjhineedosaihfdsyrup

You try to decipher the messages

sdhfasjhelpmedsifjsifhsyrupdfdshfisallidsfhisfout

Just then you SO comes home

asdufhelpdhfdsjhfmaplesdahfjhsyrup

"Sweetie, can you look at this real quick?"

sdfjsyrupdjfhshsyrupsdfjhssyrup

"Sure". He bends over the desk

dfkhdsyrupsdkfh

"OH NO!!!"

ahdshelpjksadhfoutkahfdofsklfhmapleshdsyrup

"The Canadians ran out of Syrup!"

You look at the screen. Relization dawns on  you.

Syrup; the only thing keeping Canadians so kind. You look at the screen in disbelief. 

The next day, everyone is wiped off the face of the earth. One man stands alone, holding something close. The last jar of maple syrup........and it's empty....

And that's my horror story. No maple syrup...