[LonePalm]

One day a retired man accidentally crashes into Jake Paul's expensive car. "Hey old man," says Jake, "That's an expensive car. You're gonna have to pay me $15,000 right now or I'm gonna beat you to a pulp."

"Oh dear," says the old man, "I don't have $15,000. Let me call my son. He trains dolphins. He'll know what to do."

Just as the call connects, Jake grabs the phone. He repeats the threat to the son.

"Sit tight," says the son, "I'll be there in 20 minutes."

Twenty minutes later the son shows up. Jake takes a swing at him and is promptly beaten within an inch of his life.

The son goes over to his father. "Dad, you're going to have to be more careful with your driving. And, for the last time, I train SEALS, Navy SEALS, not dolphins."

SpyNavy

Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)

[gymbeau]

“I train SEALS, Navy SEALS, not dolphins.”

At least his life has a porpoise.