The weird (a bit racist) story of madness

I ate a cat and then a dog, and then my neighbors thought I was Chinese. Then they wanted to use my toilet because Chinese people always have such high-tech stuff. But my toilet was broken, and I had to escape because my neighbors' pet sausage was chasing me. Then I ran down the street until I got to Australia. There were some Australians there who ate some ants and then spat them out through a didgeridoo. I had to run through the ant fire. I fled and ran. Then I realized I was in survival mode, so I changed to survival. Then I flew to China because I was supposed to be welcome there, and I started saying, "Ching chang ching cang ching chin cang ching!" They mistook me for their enemy and threw VR glasses with built-in massage devices at me. Then I ran and ran and came across a lot of security. Then I dug a tunnel underneath and found a Pokemon. I opened Pokemon Go and wanted to catch it, but I couldn't. Oh, it was the North Korean Pokemon, Pikachu. He sent it to the moon with a nuclear bomb. There I met a dancing alien, and we danced to an Italian song.