7-panel comic by War and Peas. Panel 1: A couple relaxes in a wooden hot tub when a "Plopp" rings out; the man asks the woman, "W-was that you?" Panel 2: She says, "What? No... someone must've..." as a small turd bobs in the water. Panel 3: Cut to a cheerful salesman in an infomercial: "Welcome to Turd in a Pool. Our service is simple," beside the number 1-800-TURD-IN-A-POOL. Panel 4: He explains, "We will discreetly place a turd in a pool." Panel 5: "Why, you ask? Why not?!" Panel 6: Pointing at the camera, he adds, "Don't ask how we do it. Just call our toll-free number and say Turd Now!" Panel 7: A branded Turd-in-a-Pool helicopter hovers over a house, lowering an operative on a cable to complete the job.

4-panel comic by War and Peas. Panel 1: In a public restroom, the Grim Reaper strides toward a man washing his hands, thinking, "Your time has come" while a strip of toilet paper trails from the Reaper's own shoe. Panel 2: The cheerful man points and says, "Hey, pal. You got some toilet paper on your shoe there." Panel 3: The Reaper glances down and mutters, "Uhm... Thanks." Panel 4: As the man strolls out into the sunshine, the embarrassed Reaper quietly crosses his name off a long list.

4-panel comic by War and Peas. Panel 1: Caption, "Officer McSexy was on patrol." The officer, known for his enormous behind, rides a horse down a city street. Panel 2: A woman calls out, "What a cute horse! May I pet it?" Panel 3: She happily pets the horse. Panel 4: Caption, "Officer McSexy did not like sharing attention." The horse is now inside a horse butchery, pawing desperately at the window with its hoof while the shopkeeper holds it from behind – as the officer struts away alone on the sidewalk.

4-panel comic by War and Peas. Panel 1: The Grim Reaper, scythe in hand, appears in a bathroom where a person is sitting on the toilet, and they cry, "Oh no, not like this!" Panel 2: The Reaper politely says, "Ok, I'll wait," and steps out. Panel 3: He peeks back around the door and asks, "Number one or number two?" Panel 4: The Grim Reaper sits patiently on a stool in the hallway, scythe propped beside him, calmly reading a magazine while waiting.