“‘nother hamburger, please,” America murmured in his sleep. He was smiling because in his dreams the Gingerbread King was giving him all the hamburgers he could eat for saving them from the Communist Zombie Pies.
In his dreams he heard a noise. After a second it cleared up and he recognized it as Yankee Doodle. Wait, it was his cell phone. Just barely awake enough, he dug in his pocket and pulled out his phone. He heard a voice screaming at him in French accented English. After hearing his ring tone, his half asleep mind could only decide on one thing.
“Oh, hi La Fayette. Didn’t you die? Jackson gave you a really nice funeral,” on the other end Francis was screaming at him.
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