This is pure humor. This contains mini stories.
*inside a mental hospital*
Nurse: Good morning, Larry. Sleep well?
Larry: Not really, how can I sleep with Carlos on the loose? He's out there, mocking me. Flipping me or probably seeing if it's possible to kill two birds with one stone.
Nurse: Larry, there is no Carlos. He's all in your head.
Larry: lies! Just because you didn't see him there while I was freaking out at McDonald's does not mean he's imaginary. He just managed to sneak pass you guys.
Nurse: so...what happened at McDonald's.
Larry: I don't like to re live it but if I must....they came out with a new toy and I wanted it. They said I was too old, I may be twenty years old but I wanted that toy I had to have that barbie we were meant to be. If I couldn't have the toy nobody could.
Nurse: it's just a toy.
Larry: no. Her name was Sally I named her and everything! She was supposed to be mine! *evil laugh* All mine!
Nurse: *sticks a needle in Larrys arm* Go to sleep Larry. You're freaking me out