It was an average day in the Worm Clone Lab, one of the younger clones had pooped his pants and went to the bathroom with his handler. The handler had left for just a few minutes to get what he needed to clean that mess, leaving the boy's underwear with the poop in it. One other clone boy went into the bathroom and without a second thought grabbed the pooped pants. He went to the training area, where all the other clone boys were and began spinning it like he was born to do so. The poop was soft and went everywhere from walls, ceiling, floor and of course, it hit every single boy there, with the miraculous exception of the one who was spinning it. What followed suit can only be described as "The Great Poop War" and I'll not go into further detail. "Surely you know who I am talking about. Now you undestand why everyone can tell how evil he is just from being around him, right?" "Ohma, my brother, you need to stop that monstruous bastard before it's too late".