Me: So you're doing well.
Me: Can I ask you about health care?
Bruce: Don't ask me about health care.
Me: Why not?
Bruce: You wouldn't like me when I talk about health care.
Me: Well I need to... for journalistic integrity.
Me: What do you think about health care?
Bruce starts convulsing and his muscles begin to grow. He turns bright bright green.
Bruce: Health Care Smash! BRUCE SMASH! SOCIALIST! HEALTH CARE SOCIALIST! SOCIALIST SMASH! NO! ARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! BRUCE SMASH! BRUCE SMASH! ARRRGGGHHH!!!!
He then ate a helicopter
He looked like this: