You look around at the pink walls of your jail. It smelled horrible. There was floating chunks of chewed up sandwich floating around in the soupy digestive juices. "How am I gonna get out of here" you ask yourself as you look closely at your amulet.
You are suddenly aware that there is a dark liquid pouring into Joeys stomach. Up above Joey was finished with his lunch and is now having his beverage, a can of Pepsi. You realize what it is and remember that Joey always loved to chug his soda. After the torrent of Pepsi stopped there was a slight calm around you. "Whew I guess hes done". Not two seconds after you utter those words does your whole world start shaking. Joey was belching, and from inside his gut it felt like an earthquake.
"BUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPP" Joey belched as he sat back in his chair. He loved burping, and even though everyone told him it was gross he would not stop. He pounded on his upper chest and burped a few more times, savoring the smell that escaped from his mouth.
Meanwhile you were shook off your island of food and tossed into the acidic liquid in Joeys stomach. This was awful, what should you do?
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