Everybody look! I've got a brass hat on, and I really really like it!!! And just wait until I get that brass screw for a belly button. What, you think it would be embrassing? No, it wouldn't be. Or so, the bread says.
I'm just gonna go around all day and spank my face with a grapefruit until armed forces move in and gives me the full metal straitjacket and a fat cigar. How's the exchange rate for instance? What do mi feet tell mi? Why is everybody talking in my heeeaaaddd?!
- Hatman wears all sorts of hats, not just brass ones.