DIRK TAKES A PISS

You, DIRK STRIDER, have needed to urinate since approximately 10AM. That was around four hours ago. There are no working restrooms in this realm of literature due to somebody taking a shit equivalent to a weapon of mass destruction in the men’s restroom, so the only comfort rooms nearby are outside the front doors and settled in a corridor in between a GameStop and a Uniqlo. Once you're freed from the shackles of work that capitalism has placed upon you, you're pretty much raring to go and take a piss.BUT. (Colors invert, image flips vertically.) You make a tragic mistake.TL;DR - Don't drop your packer in the stalls.