You are jumpkicked in the groin by three reptilians simultaneously.
They try to poke you in the eyes, but you block it by sticking your hand straight out from your nose.
Then two of them poke you, each in an individual eye, Three-Stooges style.
One of them hits you so hard that you see little cartoon birds circling your head.
You are swarmed and cross-eyed. The frog man adjusts his glasses with amusement.
When you land, you have the piano key teeth, and steam puffs out of your ears.
The tank hisses open. Out steps the ultimate influencer, muscles glistening with plant based protein.
When he punches you in the face, your head spins around three times, with a goofy honk each rotation. Your eyes are doing the slot machine effect and your tongue is flat out going crazy. You faceplant, your pants and underwear rip, and you hiccup simultaneously.
You’re left sprawled out on the floor, seeing stars and cartoon birds. The crypto bro smiles. A huge anvil falls on you from nowhere with a huge bonk sound. Moments later, a piano falls from the sky.
This continues until a gigantic red circle appears, and a pantless human pig hybrid who has somehow breached containment says,