Me too!!
I vaguely recall a Bugs Bunny cartoon where Bugs did something similar. Couldn’t tell you anything else about it.
Me three, along with tons of other Bugs Bunny type references. That’s one way I can tell if I’ll get along with someone; if they’re hip to the Looney Toons.
Me four! 
Assuming that’s a picture of you, we approve!
Of course it’s me!
What sort of pistols do you have in your hand? Won’t that get you swarmed by Homeland Security?
I’m still waiting for the chance to use Mandy Moore’s line from American Dreams: “I’m not sexually attracted to other people.”
I work in a retail store in customer service. I only do this to customers I know well or fellow co-workers who need assistance- the very unctuous Frank Nelson-
“Yeeee-esssss?” For some reason though, I can’t maintain the voice on the
accompanying “May I help you?”
can’t do it anymore but before the new cars all got automatic doorlocks i would always leave my door locked when on a date so i could find out if my date would unlock it for me, just like Chazz Palmintieri recommends in “A Bronx Tale.”
I stagger around in a vaguely effeminate way that looks like a sun and rum drunk pirate captain. I also wear eyeliner and have a gold tooth.
Hey, I take my movie (and Rolling Stones) fandom seriously!
Those would be Walther P99’s, the gun of the gods.
Airsoft versions, I’d assume.
They are very realistic-looking replicas of the actual pistols used by Selene in the second movie (not the first).
They fire small plastic pellets, propelled by a spring. When I bring the costume to a convention I take the pistols to security to show them that they are not real pistols and are not loaded. Security will then “peace-bond” them, meaning they tighten cable ties around the triggers.
Also, whenever a cop or security guard asks to inspect them, I hand them over and let him study them until he’s satisfied. And I never draw them quickly or point them at anyone other than the photographer. I love to cosplay and look sexy and everything, but I have no desire to be on the wrong end of a bullet.
So far so good.
And you’re doing a fine job of it!
I have to say, you look hot - and in both senses of the word. What is that material? Does it breathe at all?
That’s how we teach kids at my preschool to put their coats on. Lay the coat or jacket on the floor, stand at the hood or neckline, bend over and put both hands in, stand up and shove your arms through the sleeves. It’s on!
I’ve seen Martin Sheen do it, and thought, “He puts his coat on like a 3-year-old!”
Not to carry this hijack too far, but it’s vinyl, and it was surprisingly cool to wear. It’s very tight and thin, so it doesn’t insulate at all and my body heat radiates away immediately.
In fact, if I could afford it, I’d probably be more comfortable if I added Selene’s leather duster to the ensemble.
The catsuit does trap sweat, though, and you really wouldn’t want to be within a few yards of me when the time comes to remove it.
In my formative video game playing days I wouldn’t stop yelling, “See this? This is my BOOM stick!” To those who know no introduction is needed, to those who don’t none will suffice.
You really don’t know how the male mind works, do you? 
Au contraire, I know exactly how it works.