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Evil Atom walks up behind Dr. Arthur Culate, who is casting a magic spell: "Ex-Smelly armpits..."

As a can of Right Guard mystically appears, the mage spins on his heel: "Oh! Evil Atom! Sir! I didn't hear you enter!"

"I-Is there a problem with one of my spells?" he continued, "If this is about that incantation I wrote for Silver Serpent, that spell was supposed to make him rich and his opponent sore!"

"How was I supposed to know he had a lisp?"