[@Cynder], [@Altered Tundra], [@Grey]

Harambe, God of Getting Kid, Prophet of [color=#F7FF00]B[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]l[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]u[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]e[/color] and the Way of Harembae, turned to look at a fully empowered McLovin in Ronald McDonald form. He could see the virtue of this gloriously grand American hero, he could see endless seas of potential kid-getting flowing through this less-than-gotten man-child. Harambe saw great promise in this Clown of Red and Yellow, even so far as to consider him a counter-part to he, the God of Getting Kid, Prophet of Blue and the way of Harembae himself. This less-than-gotten man-child, the Clown of Red and Yellow, was of the colors red and yellow; reminding the gentle skyscraper sized gorilla god of Blue's sibling Primordial Colors. For this, Harambe's eyes glinted with hope, as if saying [i]"Noble Warrior of Kid and Abolitionist of Belted Bellies, you have my respect. You alone have an extraordinary potential to get kid, many kid indeed. The packaging of soul-healthy, belly-freeing foods with toys to be gotten that smile with the ungotten smiles of less-than-gotten children give me - Harambe, God of Getting Kid, Prophet of [color=#F7FF00]B[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]l[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]u[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]e[/color] and the Way of Harembae - hope. You have gotten a mantle of ungotten responsibility so great that all of kid-kind - gotten, ungotten, begotten, less-than-gotten, those upon the gotten or ungotten edges of getting, those beyond getting gotten, and otherwise - can look to you in the times of their getting gottening with eyes of pure, raw, unrefined, wild, sparkling, glistening, pulsating hope. You are a staple of the struggles to get kid here on the planet of Earth, but you are still young and weak as you are now. You have the potential, but it has yet to manifest itself in its true kid getting form. I can show you the Way of Harembae, the path that is the path to begin the getting of all gotten and ungotten kid-kin; but...only if you heed my words of unbegottening wisdom"[/i].

And thus the skyscraper-sized Harambe, God of Getting Kid, Prophet of Blue and the Way of Harembae, spoke majestically all with a single glinting of his eyes. The meaning was there, inescapable within the depths of his woebegone stare.

Then the towering gorilla god turned to Donald Trump, the Man of Walls and esteemed Presidential Candidate. This man had ambition in his heart, but sadly...he was sorely and unmistakably misguided. Harambe, God of Getting Kid, Prophet of [color=#F7FF00]B[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]l[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]u[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]e[/color] and the Way of Harembae shook his head in such honest disappointment that the very hospital room itself appeared to shake with him in a prominent display of utter dismay. It was as if the skyscraper-sized gorilla god was trying to say [i]"Trump, you have a heart of great and powerful ambitions, you are a strong man and a stronger wall builder. But you lack the delicate handling required to truly get kid, you are too stubborn and short-sighted to realize that you need my help. Me, Harambe, God of Getting Kid, Prophet of Blue and the Way of Harembae. I have gotten kid, yet I sense that you perceive even me as a threat. I sacrificed myself to get kid in the name of getting kid, and it was primarily the American people -your people - who ungot me into getting the god-hood that I got. Unknowingly, they showed a virtue that you, Trump, fail to reflect. For that, I am deeply saddened, but your erroneous ways can be corrected by my teachings, if you would dare to follow the path to follow the way of Harembae."[/i]

Then, turning to the last individual worth addressing, the skyscraper-sized illuminated illuminati Gorilla moon god laid his eyes upon the one and only Thomas Jefferson.

[i][u]The maniac. The psychopath![/u][/i]

Harambe, The Gotten God of Getting Kids, Gotten Prophet of The Ungettable [color=#F7FF00]B[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]l[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]u[color=ed1c24][s] [/s][/color]e[/color] and The Way of Harembae would've lost his shit even at the mere mention of Thomas Jefferson, much less the sight. The formerly gentle, giant gorilla god started to pound at his chest furiously, speaking paragraph upon paragraph of raw, unfiltered, heart-wrenching emotional strife with each strike of leathery fist upon leathery breast.

[i]"You are the sapient simpleton that beat down two of my most prime mates with a single fist while holding America's Declaration of Independence!"

They came home in banana bags because of you!"[/i]