Stan was happily still doing his "job" when suddenly an idea occurred to him. Her son Steve was always the mockery of others and was not the manliest person. So maybe if I gave him the serum he would be respected and they would also fight those they consider terrorists together.
Stan got excited about the idea and took a second serum from the CIA office. It was very easy to convince the lab staff to allow it, after all they didn't want him to force them to drink the sweat from his ball sack and then put them under it until he got bored.
Stan ran home excited about the idea without considering what his sweaty feet would crush on the road and regardless of the damage he caused. When he got home he couldn't wait for Steve to come out to explain, so he ripped the ceiling off Steve's room.
"AHHH"
Steve screamed at the sight of his huge naked potato, watching him from above. So awesome. Steve hoped she hadn't come to make him cleanse his tight parts of his body like he did every week.
"Hey Steve, from today you fight terrorism with your dad"
Stan shows the serum sample in his hand and Steve. . .
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