Who the hell are you?
“Hello, it is pleasing to be making your acquaintance. I am Curry Garcia.”
No. No. No. No.
“When they dumped White Garcia–”
Don’t call him that.
“–in the Ganges, he reincarnated as myself.”
This is not okay. I need you to leave.
Oh, come on. Who are you?
Fuck no. Absolutely fuck no. This is not the International House of Garcias. Get out. And take the Indian guy with you.
“What about me, Branford Garcia?”
You’re Rick Ross.
“That’s my rap name. Actually a Garcia.”
“Everything the white man stole from us, you gotta try to take Garcia, too?”
I no longer understand what’s going on.