Carlos is sitting in the office but he can't recall why he has been called in. "I don't know why I am here" he says, and to our delight, thick chunky slime begins to fall from above onto his head.

From then on no matter what Carlos says, in Spanish or English, every time he speaks, he just triggers more disgusting slop from above. When his top and jeans are ruined, he removes them hoping the worst is over. But this just means his underwear gets messy too. Poor poor Carlos.