Or a blow to the back of the head.
So this is what it's like to get knocked out, when you're evil.
Agent M released Carl from the beam.
Carl blinked for a minute, not quite aware of his surroundings.
Monograms voice eminated from Carl's wrist watch.
"Carl, have you been hit with the turn everything evil inator? The sensor in your body indicates you have. Agents, listen to me, stop the evil scientists. There's an evil expo today and...oh...you're already there. Okay. Good work agents, and get to it."
"Sensor! I'd didn't okay that!"
"Quiet Carl."
"That's censorship!"
"Stop talking Carl."
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