My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

All of them

The ground begins to rumble as 3 billion boys pour in over the hills in a huge boy tsunami, eclipsing the sun, destroying everything in their path.

The entire city is raised to the ground. The screams of boys being crushed to death among the fray combines into a deafening roar of suffering.

I stare at my milkshake with hollow, haunted eyes. What have I done...