*Ransac is on the plague patch now. He has, however, devised a new defense technique, carefully created under the watch of several hundred scientists. Ransac snaps his fingers twice and says the following incantation:...*
I'm rubber, you're glue.
*Ransac, expecting to be impervious to pain and for KJ to take all of the punishment, discovers that no change has occured.... until he takes a step and bounces fifteen feet in the air. Likewise, KJ's skin is now a sticky, gooey mess.*
Ransac, cpa trash man