Two strikes. Disrespect me once, and I'll give you the benefit of other doubt. Disrespect me twice, two strikes and you're out. Just ain't no f****** baseball. You don't get three chances with me. Two is enough for me to know your number isn't three. I can take criticism. But when you cross that line, I ain't playing with you no more. It's an obvious sign. You planted ice. Here's your wind