You find yourself stranded on a dirt road in the middle of Letter Kenny, Canada. Your vehicle had given out for reasons you aren’t aware of. As you struggle to try and fix your means of transportation, you see a figure approaching from a driveway nearby.

The man is tall, muscular, and wears a very serious expression on his face. He holds the belt straps on his jeans with his thumbs, and stands tall with a wide stance.

“How’re ya now?” He says in a monotone voice.