Most of these guys call me Three-Piece, but for brevity's sake, Kyle works just fine for me. Been in the Khans for pretty much my whole life, and if I have my way, I'll die for 'em too, when my time comes.

At that point, I was a little pissed, so I pulled my .45 and my .38 and put the other two assholes into the ground.

Not a super clever moniker, but I always got at least three locked-and-loaded pieces with me at any given time, so... Three-Piece Kyle. Sure.