He sold the land to a scorpionfish that ate the Mac with a hammer while being attacked by a 747 and

a cold Whale painter in a hammock with seals falling from the sky and a worm slurping up a rat doop. Then, the Mac fell out of its mouth and plummeted 10,0000 feet to a nerdy slug that shot the Corvus in the chest while glugging a can of liver oil and slurping on a pig pop. Now the Corvus is dead and the whale painter hangglides to the rescue of the juicy Mac. The painter crashes into a giant pencil that blows to the moon which falls onto the the dead sels that rained down. The whale painter recovered and ate all the dead seals. He got fat and wanted that Mac even more. M-m-m!, he thought as the juicy Mac was carted into the cave by the slug. The slug then took out a machine gun shooting a wild worm but then the whales paintbrush hit the slugg so the whale then ate the Mac and died from obesity.