[Hence "half" correct, and wow he did not. Karkat grits his teeth and resists the urge to punch the stupid wardrobifier and/or slam it shut, instead closing his eyes and counting slowly to... fuck it, there's no number high enough to make this less infuriating. "The magic word?" Seriously?]
Alakazam and go fuck yourself, you distended, sore-ridden waste chute.
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Alakazam and go fuck yourself, you distended, sore-ridden waste chute.
[Slam goes the wardrobifier door. He Tried™.]