> grab the old man and impale him on the cockstaff, gods dig sacrificial stuff like that
> Climb to the top of the Summoner and then pee on the old man.
> jerk off the staff, it is the height of comedy
> do something rational or sane to confuse the Old Man
bonus hole boy
> give feces to the old man and order him to carry it for the remainder of his days.
> sigh at the old man
> draw a pentagram out of cum, shit and everyones blood between the five large stones
> summon the deceiver
> call the Deceiver "Mike Seaver," mockingly
> Present the severed heads as an offering to the poop demon
> Stick the heads between the staff so it looks like balls.
> light old man on fire, suplex old man off of mountain into the bar below
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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