"Meltdown"

In retrospect this one could have used another half-hour kicking up the body count for comedic effect. Because as it is, it just ain't funny, so something exaggerated even more would have brought it home. The solo figure freaking out seems familiar, and might make a solid sticker on it's own. That said, this year has been an absolute brutal one when it comes to the bloodsucking legions who descend upon you upon every trip to the outhouse. Presumably crouching over a triple-headed citronella repellent candle huffing away constitutes inhalant abuse.