Kurt the Clerk

The arse, alerted, discontinues what it was once doing.

A head pops out from behind the isle.

It's a man with a beard and tin-foil on his head...


"Ughh..." You moan.

"I....I....I must excrement in this store...The people...The people told me so!"



"Fucking psychopathic bums..." You mumble.


"Aliens..I didn't know that the rays could go beyond my tin-foil...The end is nigh! The end is nigh! We must protect outselves from this evil! They ordered me to expell my browness into this convenience store...And the urge...I couldn't resist....They have these mind-control abilities, which alter my subconsiou..."

Before he gives you some huge lecture...What do you do?