One day this guy was cooking up some food and he realized 'hey, everything is greasier than usual'. He went to palace of the Great Laop and sought an audience.
"I seek an audience with the Great Laop," he cried.
"I am the Great Laop," replied the Great Laop, peering down from his tall throne.
"Grease... is... come," exclaimed the guy as he died.
The Great Laop looked stern.
"The Grease Cult... very... strong," he yelped at the Great Laop.
The Great Laop furrowed his brow and thought hard.
Inside his box, the Great Laop frowned.
And now humanity was back on track. Grease had been tricked and now IT was in the boxes.
The Great Laop smiled.
But now, Grease was back.
The Great Laop frowned again.
False alarm!
The Great Laop said "phew".
Only now, grease was back for real, and stronger. There was no possible way humanity could hope to survive.
The Great Laop's brow creased again.
The Great Laop read the title and smiled a big smile.
T - H - E E - N - D(grease smudge... dun duh!)