What, me worry?
Are you looking at me? I'll kill you man. Now leave me alone. I need to go clean my gun. Or my weapon. Whatever you call that thingy with like, a trigger, and like you stick in those little pointy things that look like cute little torpedoes and that makes a loud noise and scares me, but like in a good way, all shivery and stuff but in a manly way.
All I'm sayin' is don't mess with the US of A man.
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