the Calmanator arrives naked and encounters some punks
Punk Leader: Nice night for a walk, eh?
The Calmanator: Nice night for a walk.
Punk: Wash day tomorrow? Nothing
clean, right?
The Calmanator: Nothing clean. Right.
Punk Leader:
Hey, I think this guy's a couple cans
short of a six-pack.
The Calmanator: Your clothes - give them to me, now.