Shane is in bad shape after being assaulted at the end of Warfare yet again.

He holds a frozen potato against his face while turning on his monitor and watching the recent news of XWF. Shane looks at the screen and appears to be paying very close attention to Cam Lang's comments... or is he? Is our mentally unstable owner even "in" the room or is he off in a far away galaxy? The camera zooms in on Shane's glazed over eye as he just stares...

wait a second...

How long can Shane go without blinking?



Still no blink...




Still no blink...







Still no blink...
















Still no blink...


















WHAT THE FUCK why is this man not blinking?





















He takes a bite out of a potato.

Ok, so he's alive... that's good...

Still no blink...


















Still no blink...














Still no blink...















Still no blink...










He spits potato all over the wall but doesn't blink.

: Cam Lang? My name is Professor Waggle Bagga... it's a pleasure to meet your acclimatisation, sir. I'd like to offer you this raw broccoli as a way to say I feel blame and I'm mad.

Shane has no broccoli to offer but instead holds up an old, rusty skeleton key. Shane puts the key into the ass of a donkey and turns it... The donkey shits uncontrollably all over Shane's hand as Shane struggles to try and catch it all before it lands on the newly waxed floor.

: Smoke Man! Help! Where are you!? This is your fault, Cam Lang! This shit is on your hands!

Shane falls on his ass and the donkey goes running off. Shane scratches his head (getting shit in his hair) and looks at the camera, confused...

: Why are you looking at me? What do you want? Where's King Henry? Are you mad? Do you feel blame?