[Karkat first freezes up in shock as the clown hauls him up, then swaps over to artless flailing. It doesn't help much. If anything, it only ensures that the heap he lands in inside the box is more undignified than it would be by Gamzee's effort alone. He ends up not quite on his side, limbs splayed, one legged hooked over the edge in a way that keeps him from lying flat against the bottom.]

You are an infuriating excuse for a troll and I hope the next thing you bake explodes in your face.

[Grump grump, he is like an angry cat.]

How the hell am I supposed to get out of here?