Ron Swanson talks to the postman about not delivering certain mail, and doesn’t care for the response.

Ron Swanson:

“Paul, if you ever see another one of these with my name on it, I want you to drive in to the woods and bury it.”

Paul the Postman:

“I don’t decide who gets the mail sir, I just deliver it.”

Ron Swanson:

“Passing the buck. The last refuge of the cowardly and black hearted.”

Paul the Postman:

“That seems harsh.”

Ron Swanson:

“Get out.”