You would think a boozehound that is behind on child support doesn't have his shit together, but McClane proves that alcoholic, deadbeat dads can have a clear head that is ready to function. McClane needs to remember names and number of terrorists, so he writes that shit on his arm. Nice thinking, John-Boy. What the camera didn't show you was the names of McClane's kids scribbled on his other arm. Those are a little difficult to remember.
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