Then Har-Dahn started jacking off, right there on national television!
"Not so fast, cock-tease!" cried Captain Assmunch, patron superhero of Poopopolis, the largest metropolitan center on the eastern seaboard of The United Fucks of Cuntry.
On his trademark rope made out of 100% genuine hemmorhoids, Captain Assmunch swung into wherevere it was Har-Dahn was transmitting from. His feet smacked into Har-Dahn's temple, killing him instantly.
"Dude," said the United of Fucks of Cuntry's president, Melville Douchebag (who was watching the whole thing via assy satellite), "You didn't have to kill him."