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Little Pulă slowly tries to make his way to his computer. His extreme physical weight makes it much harder for him to navigate properly across the room's floor, littered with empty Socată bottles and all kinds of various dragon dildos. He seats in his dirty and run-down chair, which groans at the shock of his 200, extremely heavy pounds bearing down on it, and presses the start button on his outdated computer. As his computer boots up with a humming sound, Pulă picks up a dossier from the trash-littered floor and examines it. It's his trusty old manual made by the RIDF, containing various instructions for debate with Anglos in online forums. He proceeds to open the dossier with his fat, and very smelly hands. One of Pulă's fat arms accidentally knocks down one of his countless empty Vaseline tubes, and underneath exposes an old picture which he had long forgotten. Pulă was utterly surprised to see it was still there. "Oh Miranda, you dirty Anglo shitze, why wouldn't you love me?" Pulă whimpers under his heavy breath. Suddenly, all of his repressed and painful memories back from high school return to Pulă. Being rejected by his love, her filthy Anglo friends laughing at him, him starting to cry and running off like so many times before. To this day he remains a bitter and hate-filled virgin. He always blamed the Anglo for his own failures. "I don't need this stupid shitze anyway, or any inferior white Anglo cattle girl for that matter," Pulă bitterly mumbles, filled with his own impotent anger, and proceeds to throw the picture of Miranda into the trash, which is already filled to the brim with used Kleenex tissue papers.
