steven segal: you better put that
gun down son. you dont want
me to hurt you , do you? (stares at me with that
ONE serious look on his face)
me:
fuck you asshole, i eat little pieces like you for
breakfast!
steven segal: (confused, but still, manages to hold his one
expression)
BLAM! BLAM!
me: (teabagging his dead fucked up corpse) yeah, fuck you
asshole.