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| I'm Rowdy Roddy Piper. The world is run by hideous aliens who can only be seen for what they really are with these special sunglasses I found. I want you, my only friend, to join me, put these on. | |
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| Look, I may be a kid who looks in no way like the character he's supposed to represent save for the fact that I'm black, but I know you're a crazy motherfucker. Hell no! | |
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| I DON'T WANT TO FIGHT YOU!!! | |
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| PUT ON THE GLASSES!!! PUT... ON... THE GLASSES!!!! | |
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| Holy shit, I just went to the bathroom, got a snack, created an eternal motion device, and read War And Peace, and they're still fighting about the damn sunglasses. | |
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