Unfortunately, due to early childhood brain damage, severe injuries, copious doses of narcotics and painkillers, as well as frightening alien abductions, I'm truly not quite sure who I am. The best description is that I am a sweet, kind, wonderful, teddy bear-like guy searching for the next mushroom pizza, cheese steak, and lovely ladies with exceptional yobbos that defy gravity.
Since you really don't know what I mean by the term "yobbo" you ladies are really not justified in claiming, "You're so immature!"
But, ask me if I care.
"Do... NOPE! ...you care?"
Too slow
