Zim returned home after skool and was greeted with a God-awful stench.
"What is that smell?!" Zim gasped.
Gir approached, costume disgusting.
"I can SEE the smell on you, Gir! Let me wash your suit." Gir took off his doggie suit; Zim found the stench went right to Gir's core.
Zim moaned and threw the green costume in the sink. "How am I goanna wash you? Robots can't get wet…. Where is the stench coming from?!"
Gir looked around. "It's coming from the tuna. Duh." Gir began sucking old, raw tuna from his leg. Zim felt queasy and passed out.
