Hym "Right! The nanobots! Did I get my nanobots all up in your brains yet or no? Sad Dad said something about all of the women orgasming at the same time... And that sounds like something I would do... Did I get my nanobots all up in you mind-brains yet? No? Yes? Let me know, alright? I need to get those motherfuckers up in there."
IF THE WORD "HATE" WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES, IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT.
A trip to a grocery store, convenience store, or gas station for the sole purpose of buying an excessive amount of junk food and sugary drinks, usually with friends. A chud run often happens late at night and ends with everyone involved hating themselves afterwards.