"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. ALL of them. The ground begins to rumble as 3 billion boys pour over the hills in a huge boy tsunami, eclipsing the sun, destroying everything in their path. The entire city is razed to the ground. The sound of boys being crushed to death among the fray combines into a deafening roar of suffering. I stare at my milkshake with haunted, hallow eyes. What have I done?!"