DR MICHOADY One day Timm Gun felt so removed from "The Life" that one day he decided he should leave feltopia. He told his longest and most loyal friend Angelo the bittersweet new. "Fuck Feltopia. I'm moving somewhere with a beach. I'll miss you buddy." "Cute as a buttom?" asks Angelo. "Cute as a motherfucking button, man." says Timmy Gun. They firmly shake hands. Ravioli snaps a picture of Angelo just after Timmy Gun leaves. ChatGPT In the fading light of a Feltopian evening, amidst the echoes of a bustling cityscape, Timmy Gun stood before his oldest friend, Angelo. The weight of his decision hung heavy in the air, mingling with the bittersweet scent of nostalgia. "Fuck Feltopia," Timmy Gun declared, his voice tinged with both resignation and determination. "I'm moving somewhere with a beach. I'll miss you, buddy." Angelo regarded him with a mixture of understanding and sorrow, his weathered features softened by the passage of time. "Cute as a button?" he ventured, seeking reassurance in the familiar refrain. "Cute as a motherfucking button, man," Timmy Gun affirmed, a ghost of a smile flickering across his features. With a silent understanding that transcended words, they clasped hands in a gesture of camaraderie and farewell. As Timmy Gun turned to leave, his gaze lingering on the familiar streets that had been both his playground and his battleground, Ravioli stood nearby, camera poised to capture the moment for posterity. With a click of the shutter, Angelo's stoic visage was immortalized against the backdrop of a city in flux, a silent testament to the bonds that had endured amidst the chaos of Feltopia.