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The map was hard to read because it was moving across the screen like a DVD logo. It never hit the corners exactly, which made Angry Bloo angry.
“I'm angry because of this map not hitting the corners exactly!!!!!!!!!!” screached Angry Bloo in his angriest angry voice.
“According to this map, the tunnel directly to the left leads to the exit. Let's leave!” said Frankie in a girl voice.
“We can't just leave!” said B-Swag in a not-girl voice. “We're here to find Mac! Did you forget why we came here?”
“I guess maybe that amnesia juice at the waxing place really works!” said Frankie in a girl voice.
B-Swag did an air guitar solo to jog Frankie's memory.
“That song made me sad,” said Sad Bloo, “Even though I was already sad,” said Sad Bloo.
“We're not getting anywhere at this rate!” said Angry Bloo, angrily. “We gotta get to Mac! He's in here somewhere and I'm gonna use this map to find him!”
“But Angry Bloo,” said Madame Foster, “I don't see Mac on the map!”
“Yeah!” said Confused Bloo. “This is all so confusing!!!! What does anything on the map mean?!??!?!???!!???!???!???!???!??!???!?” Confused Bloo spun around in a circle and fell on the floor in his confusion, the way a cartoon character might if they were in a cartoon and confused about a confusing map.
After hours of searching, B-Swag finally found Mac on the map. “There he is!!!!!!” screached B-Swag. “I see him!” There was a big arrow pointing to the room on the gang's right. All they had to do now was walk through that door and victory was theirs.