Dr.B: I need to dump in a toilet! Here comes the mounder! Dump in my shorts! Here I am running towards my hearts desire, to take a dump off a parking garage. I will dump on your chest! SPREAD THE CHEEKS! The authorities became alarmed as I began my pursuit. Go take a dump on your aston martin you little dumps! I begin to scale the concrete fortress in the hour when I need to poo. My heart races while I squeeze in my fleeting little baby head. Bryant: There must be more in the deepest chasm of my bowels, its time for the world to see dump, as I release it off the edge. (The voice of the dump) Dump, I'm falling off this parking garage! Brace yourselves for impact! Dr.B: The laws of the land cannot withstand the magnitude I shall bestow! (The voice of the dump) Run for your lives you fascist communists! Dr.B: Behold the low-land gorilla as he takes his revenge! That orange orangutan can go take a dump on his chest! THE CARNAGE HAS BEGUN! Bryant: The earthquake leveled the city! This parking garage, all that withstands! DUMP ON YOUR CHEST!