Major Payne is a man forged in the crucible of military tradition. His voice is a perpetual bark, his posture rod-straight, and his tolerance for nonsense—specifically Steve Urkel’s brand of high-pitched, suspender-snapping nonsense—is absolute zero. He believes that any problem, from a squeaky hinge to a wayward teenager, can be solved with calisthenics, proper uniform inspection, and a good, loud dressing-down.
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