You know I had a dream last night, about a superhero. It was a beautiful dream and a powerful one. The hero prevented bank robberies, walked old ladies across the street, arrested crooks who were about to escape, dodged bullets, provided water to those who have none, busted woman beaters, he was awesome. :strong: I kept looking at his face to see who he was, but he wore a mask.
But then I woke up, I slowly opened my eyes and.. there he was in my room, floating in the air. It was the first time I could see him up close, as he wasn't flying somewhere far away. As I glanced down, the emblem on his chest, the three exclamation marks, they were glowing. At his belt there were many different devices. A radio, handcuffs, a baton, gloves and a box of that chalk weightlifters use. Below the belt, the most humongous thighs you've ever seen, sparkling in the sunlight, covered in baby oil. I could see every muscle, every vein. The sunlight in my room was so bright that I couldn't see his face. I squinted and I finally saw. The mask was gone. It was not Spiderman, it was not Superman, it was...... Vinman.

But just as I came to from this shock, thinking that perhaps I was still dreaming, just as I was about to speak, he flew out the window.
For is America not the police of the world. And is Vinman not the policeman of the world. In daytime, Vincent, a normal man, a police officer, comes home to his wife, eats the same food that we do, works out, watches tv, plays video games with voice behind Giovanni Ribisi. But when dusk settles, when the uniform comes off and a different uniform comes on. When the mask covers his face, he becomes..

Vinman

. He speaks like no other man, he is invincible to spelling and punctuation. In fact, he IS punctuation. He will eat you for breakfast whoever you are, just as soon as you say the wrong thing. He will correct you, guide you. His Ray Of Contempt will disarm you, put you in your place. He fears not the ultimate evil, the Yuropeen. He scoffs at your headquarters in Brussels, your social security, free medical aid, at your long holidays, your tiny fuel efficient cars and your rotten attitude. The world doesn't need people like you, so shape up or I take you down. Down town.