The word. (See I'm so cunning!)
A degree in cunning? Well that settles it. We have no Professor of the Cunning. Say the word and you will henceforth be teaching your specialty, Mr. Fox.
Cunning am I not? But I am the master of cunning! I'm as cunning as a fox with a degree in cunning from Cunning University sir. Ponder as you will.
Let's see... A title. I see you as somebody high class and fancy, yet still manly and violent, considering the mustache in your avatar. And a name like Martin brings to mind Lee Harvey Oswald, which indicates that you're clever enough to kill the president, but not cunning enough to get away with it... Let me ponder for a little bit as to what title fits that description.
Consider my application tendered and as TFF isn't letting you reject me (just yet anyways..) accepted sir. Permit me a title as you will.
Thank you, Mr. Sir. I like you too. If you aren't a member of the Goddamn Eastwood Academy of Awesomeness yet, feel free to join. I mistakenly overlooked you during my initial recruiting.
I forgot how much I like/liked you. I swiftly remembered. I figured you'd like to know that.
Thanks, man. I appreciate it.
