Nope, I'm a doofus, alright.
I'm also providing Brian with this lovely assortment of Blockade Boy heads, in which I display the full gamut of emotions (from "A" to "D").
Let's see... clockwise from upper left the emotions are:
- Trying to charm a clerk at Old Space Navy into ringing up my purchase without sales tax
- Enjoying a pleasant daydream and/or blowjob
- Fielding yet another request by some old rich lady to tell her where I bought "those fetching fur-covered opera gloves" (i.e. my arms and hands)
- Catching Storm Boy dancing to "Papa Loves Mambo"