Steve: "It says here that you spent six years as the Doom Initiative's Head of Terrorism. How do you think that applies to selling sporting equipment?"

Zack: Calling him a firecracker ready to explode seems to diminish him. Holiday poppers don't seem like Head of Terrorism material.

Steve: Then you haven't seen the Fourth of July fire department safety videos I have. That child mannequin burned to a molten heap.

Zack: It should have known better than to mess with *flips cape* Phantom Panther!

Steve: After he swings away dramatically his posture slouches and he walks over to his Sentra and drives back to his job selling Karate Gis and athletic cups to fat kids.


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