Never turn your back on a monkey. Especially not on a monkey with a handgun. A loaded handgun. Your handgun. The gun which was ripped out of your hands by this foul simian. It mocks you with it. Waving it around as if some metal banana but with a knowing glint in its eye. It knows! It knows how to use a pistol and I'm about to become its living prey! I won't run! I'll stand my ground! No monkey is gonna take charge of
Remove our hats? You'd like that, wouldn't you? That's when they get you! You're working for them, aren't you? How could you betray us to those foul simians?
Awww, but he's the only half-Jew half-Philipino I can think of. Ah well, there's always still Ann Curry. To hear her say his stock, "Yew kin dew eet!" would steam my socks.
