me (out shopping, looking all fly with my Marvel comics tote bag featuring several characters)

dude nice bag.

me thanks. (keeps on shopping)

dude do you even know who all those characters are?

me uh... yeah?

dude ok then, who's that guy? (points at a character on the bag)

me

me wait, are you asking me to prove that I'm enough of a fan enough to carry this bag?

dude (smirks) that's what I thought. He's called the Silver Surfer. I bet you don't even know his real name.

me does it matter? (starts to edge away before I start punching throats)

dude psh, you're not a real fan.

me

me (slowly unsheathing my Wolverine claws)

me how many pairs of chromosomes do humans contain in their cells?

dude uh... what?

me explain the function of cellular mitosis?

dude

me what is the purpose of myelin sheath with regards to the formation of new neural pathways?

dude what are you even talking about?

me oh, well it seemed that you were implying that if I don't know as much about the Marvel universe as you do, then I can't possibly be considered a real fan. This is me implying that because you don't know as much about the human body as I do, you can't possibly be considered a real human being.

dude

dude

dude

dude Um, I... wow. You're right. Have a nice day. (starts to shuffle away)

me his name is Norrin Radd.

dude (looks extremely embarrassed)