You come back to the base, bruised and worn out. The whole force was asking what had happened, so you explained...

"Manager came runnin' over, I've got the manager by the scruff of his neck, yeah, and went "GIMME ME FUCKIN' CHIPS" BANG! The manager's on the floor, red nose, fuckin' knocked out on the cold. Security's come over, right, I've gone "FUCK OFF FUCK OFF!" DOUCHE! Three of 'em. All knocked out! Riot police come..." you explain, with hand gestures and all. They all stare, jaw dropped.