[realizing my checking sits at 1.07 and my savings at 0.60, turning to cruise ship bartender]
Heh, buddy, I think this is all on the house tonight… 😉
[pulls up h & m v-neck to reveal armed suicide vest]
“wait a second… Heat rises” (it hits me) “heat rises!”
Bank teller on floor: what?
“Heat rises!”
(I rush at the armed robber and he shoots me in the face killing me instantly. It’s unclear what my plan was)
individually asking my group of mid 20s to early 30s male friends if they are carrying the mark of the beast (circumcised) very loudly in public spaces