Simms shrugged again and rolled his eyes. "Okay? I'm an asshole, not a Nazi. I don't give a shit about that blond-haired-blue-eyed shit. I've just been around a while, and worked in shitty neighborhoods where there's needless crime. It's not white people who live there. You probably don't like that answer, but... I don't fucking know what it's like in Canada in your brown and yellow people town. You want the other stereotype for you guys? Your town's probably full of doctors and math teachers and... I don't know, violinists?"
He chuckled at the mention of the video. "I'm flattered that everyone thinks so highly of me, but like I said, my video's fake. How about you? You murdering people in pool halls?" He seemed less amused by the question of entertainment. Even with his escapes to the bat cave, being locked down here in near-solitary confinement, and still seeing no daylight, sucked hard. "Just about, yeah. I get to go up and shower in the community bathroom sometimes, isn't that nice? And They were nice enough to give me one of my son's football games, so I can watch that over and over and over. You know, you've got a girl living up there with you that was in prison. You all should ask her if it's good to keep people locked underground alone."