If your idea of 'covert operations' is a frontal attack by a company of Atlas'es, and then bribing the local newspapers to shut up about it.
If you're first word after birth was 'Atlas', but only because 'C-Bill' came out as 'seebee' and didn't make sense at the time.
If rollin' around in your gold-plated Atlas is your way of feeling 'gangsta'.
If you're facing another mech under 90 tons, you immediately think 'OMG, sooo cute' and go 'coochie-coochie-coo' over open comms.
If your parents don't own a summer house, they own a summer planet (or summer continent for all you lower class Lyrans).
If your family motto says "If it talks, bribe it, if it doesn't, buy it.".
Edited by David Decoster, 31 July 2012 - 01:50 PM.