Somewhere in these United States, probably not too far from where you are right this moment, some scrote with no sense of humor or irony is standing in front of a mirror with a representation of a poisonous reptile on his cock hammock.

Fear does not exist in my undies, does it?

Pain does not exist in my undies, does it?

Defeat does not exist in my undies, does it?

Strike first! Strike hard! No mercy!

Okay, my dude.