Golmud, June 2, 1936
The Communists entered Golmud and Xining on June 2nd, 1936 at 2:00. And there was much rejoicing. 2:00 turned into 3:00. 3:00 turned into 4:00 4:00 decided to give 5:00 and 6:00 a break and go right into 7:00. Since Mao needed a snack, they ate the Ma brothers. And there was much rejoicing. Except For Ma Buqing, because he doesn't count. And there was much rejoicing.
Meanwhile, in a tent in Golmud...
"Dun dun dunnnnnnn! Dun dun dun-dunnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! Dun dun dunnnnnnnn! dun dun!" shouted Li Kenong to the tune of Smoke on the Water at the First Annual We Annexed Xibei San Ma Party.
"Okay, first, Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon is on, not Smoke on the Water," said Comrade Brian as he looked at Li Kenong and the cloud of smoke hanging around him. "Second, you have just consumed the national supply of chips."
"Don't worry, I'll just call for a pizza delivery. Wang! What's Mussolini's number?"
"I'm not telling you, it would ruin our international relations. AND CALL ME DICK, YOU F***ING STONER!" replied Wang.
"Relax, man, it's not like our relations will get any worse after you slept with his daughter."
"Yeah, Ciano's still pissed over that. It's 222-2222, ok?" replied Wang.
"Ok," replied Li as he picked up the phone. "222-2222."
"Il Duce's Pizza, this is Benito speaking, how may I help you?" asked the guy on the other end.
"I'd like to order a large meat lovers, a large Hawaiian, a large pepperoni., and uh, hold on for a sec, anyone want some breadsticks?"
"Sure, I'll have some," replied Mao.
"Okay, and some breadsticks," said Li.
"All right, a large meat lovers, a large hawaiian, a large pepperoni and an order of breadsticks. That'll come to 34.2 rares."
"Oh, and get a 2-litre of Pepsi!" shouted Wang.
"I know that voice," said Benito. "Who is that?"
"Oh, that's just my buddy Wang," replied Li.
"NO PIZZA FOR YOU!" shouted Mussolini before he slammed the phone down.
Li hung up the phone. "Well, at least this went better than when I went to get some soup from the soup nazi."
"Well, that's because instead of a soup chef, you went to see Adolf Hitler, who is an actual nazi, and not a soup chef," replied Mao.
"Hmmmm, that explains why the soup tasted a little off," replied Li.
"This party is so lame," said Xie.
"Not as lame as breaking the fourth wall," replied Li.
"Shut up!" shouted Comrade Brian.