Zack: "Oh, no. Where's the toilet!?"

Steve: He looks pretty confused by his surroundings.

Zack: "Seriously! I need the shitter like five minutes ago! I'm squeezing but it's got pressure behind it."

Zack: "This thing is gonna go off like a 10-gauge, so if you don't want me to blast a hole in the floor you better point me in the right direction, pronto."

Steve: I don't think I would want to summon one of these dudes. You're painting an unflattering picture.

Zack: "Ah, welp, never mind. Guess who is gonna be too busy scraping magma out of his trunks to block this next attack?"

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