"I wouldn't fuckin' dream of breaking a pinky swear. That's a goddamn unbreakable vow that is. You know what kind of shit breaking a pinky swear gets you into? Shit like the Battle of Hastings and the Korean War. It can also give you intestinal cramping."
Everything Rasmus said, regardless of what utter nonsense it was, was spoken with the utmost of sincerity. He might have been a few fries short of a Happy Meal, but he believed every word of what he said.
Don't get him started on conspiracy theories.
"What? Rhett? Like Butler?"
Wow, his parents must have hated hi—
"Oh. Like your hair, you mean. Right. I'm Rasmus. Like the ... well, like me."