Happy birthday, Miles. How old are–
“Motherfucker, I’ll put my thousand-dollar shoe up your Jew ass.”
Sorry, Mr. Davis.
“Better. Who you again? You the new white friend they made up for me?”
I’m a real person.
“Dumb fucking movie. I’m hanging out with fictional white people. How about a cartoon dog that talks? Long as you’re gonna start making shit up, make everything up. What about I fight off an alien invasion with a trumpet that shoots death rays?”
I’d see that.
“Shit, I might, too. Miles Davis and a talking dog saving the world with kung fu? Hell, yeah.”
There’s kung fu in it?
“Why the fuck not?”
You truly are a genius.