yes...the Sink Centurion...more things need Thumping...
There’s more to the Sink Centurion ad, but it’s a chaotic indecipherable jumble at the moment.
But eventually the whole house is in fear of Sink Centurion.
*Sink Centurion grabs Johnny by the front of his shirt. Johnny looks terrified but is frozen in place*
Looks like Sink Centurion needs to teach Johnny a lesson!
*Sink Centurion beeps, whistles, grinds and whirs. Johnny doesn’t understand. Sink Centurion then uppercuts him into the ceiling. He joins the dog, the cat, and his father Dan in the ceiling. All visible only from about the legs downward.*
Oh, bet that smarts!
He’ll never try to sneak dirty dishes into THAT sink again!
Isn’t that right mom?
*Mom nods vigorously as Sink Centurion holds the front of her shirt.*