[Oh yeah, Firo, there's totally competitive police brutality too but only on Tuesdays, after the boys all get together for meatloaf night.]

Well. [Hank sucks at his teeth, thinking, looking serious.] I started out frolicking in a field of wildflowers, helped a couple dozen little old ladies over the crosswalk, was thinking of putting on a tapdancing show at the children's hospital next but this was just all I could find to wear.

What could I possibly have been doing, kid? Look at me.

[Look at him. Smell him. For fuck's sake.]