Yeah, cop, I know you, man. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, we've got us another crazy n%^@!& here with a gun. Well, let me tell you something. Human life means very little to me at this point in time. You see, I thrive on misery. In the jungle, misery's all you got. But things are different back here in the world, or so they seem. Nobody wants to talk about pain and suffering. Everybody wants everything to be nice and civil. Well, okay then. Let's be nice; let's be civil. And let's drop those guns before I pull this trigger and change the way you feel about me
It's an awesome spectacle. An audacious display of seething opponents once again parallel in an obstinate attempt to prove superiority of the roads unequaled in our lifetime. The crowds swell with anticipation as the lights turn green!
"I'm tired of him treating me like his prostate...No prostitute. Putting his testicles all over me."
"Testicles?"
"How do say like an octopus?"
"Tentacles, tentacles. Big difference."