Sean's caricature is captioned Howdy Doody Head. You grimace as your face is contorted into a wooden smile, and your body collapses into a stinky pile of shit with eyes, nose, mouth, and arms but no legs. You crumple up your nose as you start to smell the stench emanating from your new form.
"Well, you always did think you were hot sh*%!" Sean jokes, "Now how do you change me back? I mean us?"
You start to undulate across the floor leaving a slimy trail as you head for the dropped drawing board and marker.
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? SHOULD SEAN BE WORRIED?