Then I'd be fat and curse like a sailor--and be responsible for managing the Jerky Boys as well being known and remembered as the chief who epically beat down officer Harry Cox for discourteous entry while wearing a "stupid effing hat".
What if Totenkopf was really Mick Foley--errm, Cactus 'Sack'?
We'll murder them all, amid laughter and merriment...except for the few we take home to experiment!
"I cant see S***! --YOU GO TO HELL!" --Tourettes guy