“How are we supposed to deal with a bipolar monster like the Sulk?” General Oppenheimer asked to the representatives of various US military divisions.
“It ees qvite seemple, yes?” a bald bearded man in a white jacket stepped out of the shadows.
“Who are you? How’d you get in here?”
“You can call me zee Psychiatreest. You do not know how to contain zee beast known az zee Suhlk?” a large amount of phlegm dislodged as he tried to say ‘Sulk.’
“You’re saying you can take him down?”
“Vhen I am done vith heem, zee Suhlk vill be cured . . . of life!”

