He sat upright quickly and stared at Spoke with a maniacal grin. The man continued to stare at Spoke his right eyebrow now furrowing lower and his grin widening. He just continued to look queerly at Spoke. Spoke began turning red and his hand shook slightly. Then the henchman opened his mouth.
Nothing beats a great pair of legs.
Spoke bellowed as he threw the henchman backward and his head hit the ground. Spoke kicked dirt into the henchman's face. His hands were shaking and his left eye was blinking rapidly. He was losing it and losing it well. He felt the heat of anger wash through him and only in the far off distance from his anger buzz did he hear Flap-Jack.