whammo

“But then whammo! And now I don’t know why God hates us so much.”

“Whammo, there are long-term complications, like myocarditis, brain fog, chronic fatigue syndrome. Hair loss.”

Just when you thought the story of Abraham Lincoln couldn’t get any more tragic, whammo!, some drunk comes along and stabs his dog.

It’s more slow burn than whammo action, and so is Baptiste himself.

As the Jets of yore themselves might say, “Whammo! Blammo!”