God, that happens to me all the time. You bring up the ECHOnet to check your email one minute, next thing you know you're six wikis deep on some random shit like human taxidermy.

[ That totally not at all alarming non-sequitur aside, Jack looks from Sombra to the fish guy on the screen, obviously trying to imagine anal fins. God. This is really his life until that wacko space disease gets cured, isn't it? ]

So their dicks are on their ass? [ A realization. He hooks his thumb at the screen. ] You're telling me this guy could be a literal dickbutt?