I think your threat needs some clarification

What precisely does:

"You best hope I don't go all ALLMAN BROTHERS on you!!!"

mean?

Force me to stop bathing, grow out my locks/beard, and hit the road bedecked in eighth generation denim pants and reclaimed-flannels? I'm warning you that I haven't mastered the slide guitar unless you count the time I lubed up a Strat and rode it down a flight of stairs.

Or:

Marry Cher? Er...she's a bit played out, thank you very much. That and I don't like the stink eye Elijah Blue keeps shooting in my general direction. Chastity's cool and all but her preference for Old Spice aftershave is a off-putting. That and the crushed-head-spectre of the Former Sonny Bono lurks just out of sight...and any ghoul bedecked in a phantom fur vest and porn 'stache combo is damn frightening.

Or:

Strap me to a motorcycle and send me into a fatal collision with a truck? Unlikely to work as Robby Knievel is a close personal friend and, in his spare time, has shown me a thing or two about cycle-handling, jumping buses/trucks (sans ramps), et cetera. NEENER NEENER!

Or:

Make me Eat A Peach? I'm pretty sure that's on my Fruit Allergy list. You could, however, be more successful if you tried...oh...blueberries or an oversized gourd, eh?

Or:

Tie me to the Whipping Post? You flaggelistic bastards!!! I'm impervious to your flails, lashes and cat-o-nine tails!!! Check out the thickness of this hide of mine!!! There's a reason I was called Rhino-Pelt in Junior High!!! I scoff at your empty threat, I do!!!


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