This Is Not Supposed To Happen

Needed an answer on something today, so like I have probably _hundreds of thousands_ of times over the past twelve years or so,  I typed into my browser's search bar and waited for The Google to do it's thing.

This is the answer I'm getting today:


Fig. 1: The Unpossible

 I feel like my dog just died or something. This is the sort of thing that's only supposed to happen when the Megavirus has killed so many people that society is collapsing. 

I'll be curled up under my desk, shaking uncontrollably, if you need me. 

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