Great, who gave out my number?

The strange thing is I don’t even remember being in Masters of the Universe in 1987? But here’s inferable proof, Or wait, my skin tends to have a more pleasant greener hue. Or wait I mean, Everything’s very typical here, totally normal forget I said anything, forget it all I say. This is all just an illusion. Just stare into my eyes, my eyes being right above this text. I mean how dare you imply I’m an alien, stop judging me.

Yes and uh-huh…. And add a violent eye roll for good measure.

Me and Lerch are in perfect agreement here, there is no such thing as an inappropriate time for some good eye rolling and hard sighing.

When I was younger I got my head stuck in a pool fence, that should explain a lot.

What makes this even more awkward is the fact I feel like Pat, while Pat watches Pat on tv. The similarities are astonishing.

This is what happens when anybody asks me to do anything, ever, at any time. I except it, live with it, and have moved on. Just becareful not to wear white if you plan on asking me for a favor.