If everyone could please take their seats…wait. No! I meant sit in them, not actually take them. They have not been paid for, you will get stopped at the door.
When you’re trying to be the toughest dude on Sesame Street.
Holy balls of fire! You are the rooster king!!! Oh my dear sweet drooling, poopin’, crying baby Jesus that is one of the most bizarre things I’ve ever seen. I’m more in awe and impressed than I am angry you go out in public like this. Wow! Is that a neck beard or overgrown chest hair…you know what, I don’t even care. Either way I will follow you into the depths of hell.
Wait, who’s taking a vote on this? Pretty sure for most of us that decision was already made for us and I for one appreciate not having to chose between a sharp object near my junk and having an anteater.