Security would come out, brandish their weapons, and then we would squeal with fear and run away, because -- and this is the last rule of social justice comedy -- sometimes it makes you want to take a dump in your pants.
Die kwamen dan al zwaaiend met hun wapens, waarop wij piepten van angst en wegrenden, want, de laatste regel van maatschappelijk betrokken comedy: soms doe je het ervan in je broek.