You stole that thing that I said!

I'm with this guy. He is like totally my master now.

Que the Mushroom cloud explosion.

Que the zombie apocalypse.

Calm down Mr. Billmore! Take your happy pills and go to bed at 5:00pm.

What, is that the name of your imaginary middle aged man?

Traumatized; Kid enters room one day... Never came out.

Nooo... Mommy don't hurt me... Daddy put down that gun!

Unless there is something train related about your race it doesn't relly fit the context of this discussion. I have seen train jet dragsters before though.

I being the cool mustacio sombrero wearing lone rider tie you to the tracks and laugh meniacally for five minutes waiting for the steam train to hurry up and run over you.