They only think they can throw the sickest of fires.

[OHHHH SHIT.]

[Before they can continue with story time, John is squinting his eyes and readjusting his glasses. "The cake is a lie". Why John, why.]

Yeah man, but before we start. What's up with that? [He's pointing towards the arm in question.] You know you could have gotten a prison tattoo instead of carving it into yourself.