"Something that isn't a rock, I'd guess."

Jules was pretty sure even he couldn't punch one of those dinky darts though that.

"Hate parties."

Which he did. Parties never ended up going well for him. He tended to be an object of ridicule no matter what he did. Generally he much preferred to stay away from them and the people that partook in their festivities. His life had made him a loner. Even now, after his wife had brought him into more socialization, he was easily overwhelmed in large gatherings.