I’m Nail. Guardian of Namek, protector of the Grand Elder, and the only person on this planet who actually does anything useful. I listening to Guru complain about how he’s too fat to move. Oh, and in case you were wondering, yes, I could destroy you. I just choose not to because it’s beneath me. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get back to my thrilling job of watching grass grow while Guru yells at me