Here I am in my "crime fighter" outfit opening up a big ole' can of whoop ass, Batman and Robin style, on a stuffed Snoopy. Joe Cool, meet Nuckle Sandwich, I call it. It's true that my critics have often dubbed my tactics "excessively harsh". Clearly they don't approve of my methods for dispensing justice. Well, to those critics I say only this. When I see some punk stuffed Snoopy lying recklessly on the floor where an unsuspecting person could easily trip over him, I'm not gonna just look the other way and let it be somebody else's problem. That's not the way I was brought up. Oh no, I take action and do what any self-respecting crime fighter would do. Criticize me if you will, but realize that my goal is not to win your approval. My goal is to make this world a safer place. A place where people don't have to feel unsafe in their own homes, worrying that at any moment they might be tripped up by some stuffed Soopy lying recklessly on the floor.