No Plan B!

Emailing Arnold is super exciting and funny. You think he'll never get it, but you're also kinda hoping he will - that's why you're doing it, after all.

The email probably goes through a ton of filters and agencies, and only a few lucky ones actually make it to Arnold. My wife and I had a good laugh imagining him cruising around his huge estate in his tank, accidentally knocking over a couple trees, then stomping into his living room all annoyed. He lights up a stinky cigar and yells: "Manuela, bring me my computer! I wanna read some emails!"

Manuela tiptoes in with the laptop and rushes out 'cause she hates that nasty smoke. Plus, Arnold writes some pretty nasty emails when he's in a bad mood, cursing the whole time. Arnold starts reading the emails, swearing up a storm, while Manuela's in the hallway with her fingers crossed, hoping she doesn't have to show up again.

"Manuela! Get over here!" echoes from the distance. Probably needs the charger again, or someone wrote to him in Spanish. That's when Manuela always has to reply. "Is this nice, Manuela? Write back nicely! I'm big but nice, got it? Make it sound big and nice, okay?" When she comes back, he calms down in a split second. Arnold's grinning from ear to ear, cigar almost falling out of his mouth.

"Check this out! Finally got an email from Stripa strap, from Peter!" "Excuse me, sir, from what, from who?" Manuela asks, confused. "From Peter, the guy who invented the Stripa strap. He developed some kind of Double-loop watch strap system that's comfy, minimalist, and all that. I've been following them on Instagram for like six months.

Peter made a watch strap for a Seiko Arnie. I've been checking it out every day since. That watch is named after me, I wore one in Commando! I still have that watch... I love it 'cause it reminds me of the early days. Please bring me a tape measure!" "A tape measure? I don't understand," Manuela says, puzzled. "Yeah, a tape measure. Peter and Klaudia make these watch straps to fit your wrist size in Hungary. You know, where I've been filming lately... Bring a metric tape measure, not inches! I'll never get used to these weird Anglo-Saxon measurements."

"Now, let me see... 195mm. That's it. Manuela, give me your details. I can't order it to my own address. Now, where do I put in the codes? There, see, now it's free, I'm getting this as a gift! Finally! When's this gonna arrive? I hope I can be patient enough to wait! They say they gave up their careers at 40+ to follow their dreams. And I inspired them! No Plan B! Ha. Those are my words! That's admirable, Manuela!" Arnold's about to burst with pride.

"Manuela, we're celebrating this, bring me a juicy burger!" "But sir, you've been a vegetarian for years..." "True, then a celery steak. I just got hit with such nostalgia..."

Manuela walks towards the kitchen with a relaxed face, thinking about all the nonsense floating around on the internet. No Plan B... what baloney... She can still hear Arnold shouting from the living room: "I hope Sly doesn't have one of these yet!"