Welcome to A1 Protection. Can I help you? Yeah, I'm looking for some mace. We don't carry that. How about pepper spray? You call that protection? Now we don't care that neither. What's Acer? No, don't support him neither. Well, what do you have? This is a protection store, isn't it? You a cop? No. Pull down the shades. Lock the door. Don't touch nothing. What the hell is that? Nah, I say it. Brand new. Very latest, nay-worn protection. Looks like dog poo on the end of a stick. Yeah, and you look like a man, Fearper's life. Give me a break. Hmm, watch it. Hmm, what's your own scaredy? About that. Say in your mama. What? You heard me say I'm your mama. No! Hey, come on. Let's stop it. Stop. All right. Okay. Okay, you're my mama. You're my mama. Damn, right, I am. What the hell's the matter with you? It's a poo stick right here, running you $125. What? And? Up through in a few replacement caratures. Free. Press dog poo? Poo lose its effect after about two weeks. And don't go fooling around trying to make your own poo stick, neither. My son tried to make a home made poo stick it. He ended up blowing up right in his face and killed him. The poo stick exploded? No, you idiot. The branch tension got out of control and flung some of the poo matter up into his hair. He came home trying to get us to help him, but by that time it was too late. We couldn't have anyone covered in dog poo tracking it all through the house, so he died of exposure that night out on the front porch. Some nuts laid it not. I can still hear him knocking. Tell me, and daddy. It's so cold. It's so cold. It's so cold. I'll buy one. Okay.