We're fixing the problems that we made, together, which is why it's only fair that you pay for the problems, together.

Maybe if you got rid of that old Yee-Yee ass haircut you got you’d get some bitches on your dick.

Fuck man, you know how it is, homie. You just start running and shit. Then all of a sudden your legs give in and you just can't run no more.

Michael: I'm trying to relate to you.
Jimmy: No, you're trying to take me on some nostalgia trip. You're such a cliche.
Michael: Oh! says the dope-smoking, game-playing, live-at-home, world-owes-him-a-living millennial.

Look at me. I'm cranked on speed most of the time, but I'm productivity personified.