Stinky, You Have Made a Terrible Mistake

Stinky said WHAT about Momma?! I -- okay. OKAY. I am breathing. I am doing the breathing thing.

Let me be very clear, Stinky, because I want you to hear every single word: I just defeated Ricky Granite in that squared place, all by myself, with my own two hands and the power of a man who has successfully assembled a 1:72 scale Douglas DC-3 without a single piece of instruction -- do you understand what that MEANS?!

You do not talk about Momma. You do not even think about Momma. Momma is a -- she is -- I mean, she is very strict and I am not entirely sure she approves of me being here, but that is my thing to worry about and NOT YOURS.

I am sorry I raised my voice. I am sorry I apologized just now. I am not sorry about what I am going to do to you in that squared place, Stinky, which is going to be very... very... I am going to need a juice box first, actually, but AFTER THAT it will be absolutely devastating, probably?

Momma is watching. She is always watching. And just this once -- just this once -- I really hope she sees me win.