Dude in my office: "Whatchya lookin' at?" Me: "Some 2 and a half foot tall 20 pound Indian dude with a mustache and bleached hair wearing mis-matched underoos lifiting weights." Dude in my office: "No.......seriously, whatchya lookin' at?"
I wouldn't mess with him guys. He could me a mini-IndianDitka. If that's the case he would probably wreck shop on our asses.
Maybe he is like the little transformer who pops out of the bigger transformer's chest and spies on people for him...
