*Later however the Urine Nation is seen in KG's office*
Kind Gentleman, you are indeed a kind gentlemen, allowing the Urine Nation to annex this cesspool of an organization and let the Urine Nation reeducate the dry of the world. Yet, something troubles me. Remember when I said "The Prince of Piss fears nothing and no one?" I lied. TrueEpic's words are disturbing and leave me a tad shaken. Is our Blitzkrieg over? Is he the Stalingrad to our unstoppable bladder of war?
Thurgood Goode - Excuse the interruption but you don't need to worry about TrueEpic; he's black. All bluster and no bite. Remember when they vindicated American Patriot George Zimmerman after he saved his neighborhood from notorious thug Trayvon Martin? Remember the so called marches and protests and riots? Yeah, me neither. Trust me, Epic is going to be in a wife beater and a bucket of chicken in a couple of days and he'll have forgotten all about you.
Though that was racist and borderline offensive you are right.
Those unworthy of the cleansing power of piss will shun it as their feeble mind flails about at the grand concept of the Urine Nation. Once he becomes acclimated to the fact that there are many more cleansings to come and all he can do is sit back and accept them he will be neutralized. Somewhat on topic KG, I have rid you of the bothersome TSCCM. They didn't serve a purpose any longer and you washed your hands of them with my help. Now, you must uphold your end of the bargain and allow me full access to the bladders of your entire divas division. I am thirsty and my Urine Nation generals are hungry. You wouldn't deny us sustenance would you? 
*Heidenreich moves dangerously close to KG*
Heidenreich - I like Mexican.
KG -
I'm not even Mexican though.
Doesn't matter, I'll make Arroz con Pollo out of your ass anyway.
*Ahem* Speaking of, what are you going to do about the fukkboi Foundation? Swiggy Cabaret is a funny guy but I won't let him laugh me into a trap. KG, take care of him.
A Demonic Ezekiel Jackson - *sobbing uncontrollably* No.....no.....NO!!!! Leave him to ME!!!!! Please, hand me my box of tissue.
*Liggins retrieves his tissue*
A bit heavy for tissue.
*Jackson wipes his nose and eyes and then reveals an Iron Phallus that was artfully concealed in the Kleenex box*
'Dat iron.
Gentlemen, and gentlemen, I think this is the beginning of a GOLDEN ERA in the TSC. 
Kind Gentleman, you are indeed a kind gentlemen, allowing the Urine Nation to annex this cesspool of an organization and let the Urine Nation reeducate the dry of the world. Yet, something troubles me. Remember when I said "The Prince of Piss fears nothing and no one?" I lied. TrueEpic's words are disturbing and leave me a tad shaken. Is our Blitzkrieg over? Is he the Stalingrad to our unstoppable bladder of war?
Thurgood Goode - Excuse the interruption but you don't need to worry about TrueEpic; he's black. All bluster and no bite. Remember when they vindicated American Patriot George Zimmerman after he saved his neighborhood from notorious thug Trayvon Martin? Remember the so called marches and protests and riots? Yeah, me neither. Trust me, Epic is going to be in a wife beater and a bucket of chicken in a couple of days and he'll have forgotten all about you.
Though that was racist and borderline offensive you are right.
Those unworthy of the cleansing power of piss will shun it as their feeble mind flails about at the grand concept of the Urine Nation. Once he becomes acclimated to the fact that there are many more cleansings to come and all he can do is sit back and accept them he will be neutralized. Somewhat on topic KG, I have rid you of the bothersome TSCCM. They didn't serve a purpose any longer and you washed your hands of them with my help. Now, you must uphold your end of the bargain and allow me full access to the bladders of your entire divas division. I am thirsty and my Urine Nation generals are hungry. You wouldn't deny us sustenance would you? *Heidenreich moves dangerously close to KG*
Heidenreich - I like Mexican.
KG -
I'm not even Mexican though.Doesn't matter, I'll make Arroz con Pollo out of your ass anyway.
*Ahem* Speaking of, what are you going to do about the fukkboi Foundation? Swiggy Cabaret is a funny guy but I won't let him laugh me into a trap. KG, take care of him.
A Demonic Ezekiel Jackson - *sobbing uncontrollably* No.....no.....NO!!!! Leave him to ME!!!!! Please, hand me my box of tissue.
*Liggins retrieves his tissue*
A bit heavy for tissue.
*Jackson wipes his nose and eyes and then reveals an Iron Phallus that was artfully concealed in the Kleenex box*
'Dat iron.
Gentlemen, and gentlemen, I think this is the beginning of a GOLDEN ERA in the TSC.
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