"Anal shit-brick, anal shit-brick, anal shit-brick," you say to yourself.
Your old mnemonic comes back to you: "Anal out the Ass; Nasal out the Nose."
As Poppy's motorboat sinks into the lake, you position yourself, head-down, ass-out, aiming right at Champ's gaping mouth.
Between your legs you see Champ's mouth coming straight toward you at an alarming speed.
It's now or never!
You fire!
"Grrrrrrrr!" you shout, forcing outward anally.
But what's this?
Out of ammo?!
Oh, no!
Fortunately you expel enough foul gas in your attempt launch a shit-brick that you successfully stifle Champ's assault.
Champ recoils.
"You have learned much," says Champ, coughing.
"You'll find I'm full of surprises," you retort.