Why are you like this?
“I sensed danger, and instinctually turtled up.”
That’s your instinct?
“More muscle memory. See, my toppermosts are all bulletproof.”
Really.
“Yeah. They’re stoppermosts.”
You’re unbearable.
“The cotton is impregnated with kevlar, and then carbon fiber is weaved in. It’s not easy to weave with carbon fiber. Most looms break.”
So that thing is bulletproof?
“It can take a shot or two.”
Awesome.
BANG!
“OW! It still hurts! Don’t shoot me!”
Wasn’t me.
“Then who did it?”
BANG!
“OW!”
“Little to the left, Ray, and then give ‘im the old bingle-bangle flizzum flop!”
“All right, then.”
BANG!
“OW! Hey! Jackass!”
Moi?
“Vous. This is stupid, and don’t take Bill Cosby out of the Problem Attic.”
I’ll pull down the steps to that place for whomever I choose, thank you.
*Admit it: you were surprised when you saw him.
really, what the fuck is the deal with these outfits?