Chuck Norrid and someone on the internet had spelt his name wrong, so he hired a blood crazed berserker; who was sitting conviently in a bar full of mustaches, to go kill the newb who mispelt his name. He gave him
where's the iron paw?
well ok its a bit more of an Iron slab of a hand, but still...
Until I eat him
I don't kno many people who eat metal, but there's always a first...by the way nice skunk