“I was, man: look at me. I’m a baby.”
No. You were born at age 39 with a mustache and a broken nose.
“My nostrils look like kidney beans.”
“You gonna do a bit of memorializing today or what? You should do that thing where you bullshit about bullshit.”
Helpful request, Bill.
“My eyebrows are on fleek.”
They are, yeah.