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.”