Here it is, from today's Los Angeles Times:

After a brief conversation with the police, World Peace put on his Cookie Monster pajamas and accompanied them outside.

That's it. That's Metta World Peace in 19 words. His childlike innocence, his penchant for finding trouble, and a healthy dose of what the fuck. Sure, we could provide more context, but it's more fitting without.

OK, fine, let's back up one paragraph.

"At first when I seen the police, I was like, 'What the hell is going on?'" World Peace said. "I just got finished watching 'Zero Dark Thirty' or whatever that movie is. I'm like, 'I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming. Is there a terrorist in the building? Do y'all need my help?'"


Now it all makes sense.

Outside Metta World Peace's home, real cops confront fake gunmen [LA Times]