traffick boss glares at an innocent badger traffick boss [eyes glaringly wide, veins throbbing, hands pressed against the edge of a glass display case as if to break it]: "YOU don't know the muffin man."
traffick boss disgorges a cigar from his throat and spits mucous through the center of it, which splats onto the side of the display case traffick boss: "_I_ know the muffin man." traffick boss: "I'll have you know, I chased that muffin man through my weapons factory for days." traffick boss pauses and raises his hand with a finger raised, clenching his legs into a bold and dramatic and heavily forced pose, presenting his other fist traffick boss: "I tackled that muffin man," traffick boss reposes trafick boss: "and I tortured him, and tortured --
