A man can only take so much, you understand. Every person has their breaking point, the point at which something so horrible and outrageous is done, it's time to stop playing by the rules. It's time to stop dancing around the cobbler's bench, time to stop beating around the mulberry bush.

It's time to throw down your badge, or strip off your uniform, or discard the nice little cap that reads "McDonalds." It's time to end this thing, once and for all. Once and forever.

When times like these happen, it's gotten to the point where now it was personal.

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