[ Ah, yes. The most reasonable response when menaced with getting turned into a shish kebab must surely be: ]

Ok. So?

[ Nothing says zero fucks given like looking someone right in the eye and responding with a big, fat, "aight, bet". And he'd just be giving her another opportunity to nerd out about his COOL VINES, so... joke's on him. ]

Gimme a ballpark estimate. How much do you need a next shot juiced up for it to start meeting your questionable standards?