In my best Hans Gruber (the character) voice: "Who cares?"

It's the role he was born to play.

Seems like hard balls would necessitate a trip to the doctor. Just to be sure.

Specifically, how to more readily incarcerate them.

Hold on. Did you purchase the mattress that you tore the tag off of? Because that's allowed.

Chances are it is playing on one of the basic cable movie channels right now.

You can pity and mock, but just be aware that I lack the prerequisite self-esteem level for your pity or mockery to bring me down any further.

Blast From The Past is one of those movies I can watch basically any time and enjoy.

I misread that as "licks a lot of boxes". Which is none of my business.

Nope. Everybody knows that adding another "finger" is an exponential increased in complexity, rather than linear.

Extremely inventive chumming.

Oh, did you have a good reason to shoot him? I was just curious when I did it.

Allright, I've finally found my crew!

Some sort of dodger, I gather.

Sounds uncomfortably sexual.

Look, I've got a particular time-frame I'm working with, and it doesn't do me any good to wait. And my ass will be doing exactly the gross things that all those other asses have done. More efficient that way. Besides, taking 5-10 minutes to reflect during the work day is good for your mind. And it gives a chance for…

* Bob Seger sings "night hoots" chorus for like 20 minutes.

That one was based on one of the Hapsburgs.

Kind of a difficult standard to define in the first place, no?

In trying to use some obscure meaning of the word "barb" to play off your statement, I've now discovered that it can refer to a type of pigeon or a type of fish, in addition to a physical barb or a cutting remark. Didn't come up with anything good for your statement though.