Glen, aside from your obvious quirks, you're kinda cute.

Jamie

The man reeks from being bound in his own filth all week.  I assure you ma'am, his winning personality aside, this man is a horrifc example of our species.  Did you know that his woolen cap hides a rather unsightly knot which protudes from the top of his head?

He became verbally abusive while I was trying to secure him with chains to the metal hook in the floor and I pistol whipped his head with the butt of my rifle.  When he fell, his woolen cap came off his head.  I stared at the growth for some time, wondering if I had caused it, but my angle of attack was much to steep.  I think the rats have knawed most of it off by now though, so it may no longer be a problem for you.

Jayne, the man they call Jayne

He robbed from the rich
And he gave to the poor
Stood up to the man
And gave him what for
Our love for him now
Ain't hard to explain
The hero of Canton
The man they call Jayne

Our Jayne saw the mudders' backs breakin'
He saw the mudders' lament
And he saw the magistrate takin'
Every dollar and leavin' five cents
So he said "you can't do that to my people"
He said "you can't crush them under your heel"
So Jayne strapped on his hat
And in 5 seconds flat
Stole everythin' Boss Higgins had to steal

He robbed from the rich
And he gave to the poor
Stood up to the man
And gave him what for
Our love for him now
Ain't hard to explain
The hero of Canton
The man they call Jayne

Now here is what separates heroes
From common folk like you and I
The man they call Jayne
He turned 'round his plane
And let that money hit sky
He dropped it onto our houses
He dropped it into our yards
The man they called Jayne
He stole away our pain
And headed out for the stars

He robbed from the rich
And he gave to the poor
Stood up to the man
And gave him what for
Our love for him now
Ain't hard to explain
The hero of Canton
The man they call Jayne.

I heard everything that was said and plotted at the party.  I was able to catch a glimpse of someone naked in one of my shoe mirrors aimed at 280 degrees.  The nights air smells of Lady Stetson and Keystone Light.       Does the Headliner match the Carpet?  There is no way they can see me from a Zillion miles away.  The Scumlord plans on performing haneous experiments on me and the tri-testicle.

I forgot to wear the magic undergarments you gave me.  I'm really not used to such things.  Glen likely got a glimpse of my under my thawb.  It appears to have firghtened him.  I will have a talk with him while I'm over there tomorrow.

It is as I was taught in my youth.