Here's my imitation of Ken Papai accosting a hunter with an SKS 7.69mm
assault rifle in the tree stand in Minnesota:
Ken: Hey, what's your name? Yeah, you up in the tree, I'm talking to you.
SKS ASSAULT RIFLE MAN: My name, why do you need to know....?
Ken: Cause I want to know your name - are you trying to be anonymous?
Only cowards and pussies are anonymous in this forest. Come down from
the tree, Mr. Anonymous.
SKS ASSAULT RIFLE MAN: What did you say to me?
Ken: I said if you don't tell me your name it means you're a coward. Do
you race bikes?
SKS ASSAULT RIFLE MAN: No, but I come down from the tree now to talk to
you.
Ken: That figures...you anonymous people are cowards. Tell me your
name, coward.
SKS ASSAULT RIFLE MAN: Okay, I will tell you my name when I come down
from the tree [sounds of SKS man clammering down from tree stand]
Ken: Tell me the team you race for too so I can call your sponsors up
and tell them what a wussy you are because you said something I disagree
with on the Internet.
SKS ASSAULT RIFLE MAN: Okay, I go now.
Ken: Hey, you forget to tell me your name, are you afraid of me?
SKS ASSAULT RIFLE MAN: I no afraid of you. I just need to go over here
for a minute because I left something there by the other tree [clicking
sound of removing scope and charging the carbine handle].
Ken: Ok, just don't forget to tell me your name because if you don't the
only thing it means is you're a coward and are afraid of me and hide
behind your little camoflage .......
[CRAAAAAAAAACK....... the echo of a sonic boom of a 7.62 mm full metal
jacket screaming through air and into Ken's skull, exploding it like
J.F.K.'s head in the Zapruder film].
SKS ASSAULT RIFLE MAN: My name is GOD, Ken.
Thanks,
Magilla