"Mr. Gus, I'm CIA," Uncle Grandpa greeted as he shook hands with Mr. Gus, being dressed up like the CIA agent Bill Wilson as they were in front of the RV, with it being in a grassy field.
"Don't you think we're going a bit too far with this homage?" Mr. Gus pointed out while rubbing the back of his head with his left hand.
"That's if we crash a plane, big guy." Pizza Steve stated as he was munching on some pizza crust. "And that's too much effort for me."
Giant Realistic Flying Tiger roared as she nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, maybe for you. But not for someone like me." Mr. Gus pointed out.
A small blue plane then crashed on the RV, crushing it with no survivors.
"Ooh, I love Baneposting!" Uncle Grandpa exclaimed as he then pulled out a laptop and began browsing 4Chan's /tv/ board.
