You killed my father.
brian
Me? I’m nobody.
I’m a tramp, a bum, a hobo. I’m a boxcar and a jug of wine, and a straight razor, if you get too close to me.
Roamer, wanderer, nomad, vagabond, call me what you will!
I’m a slow typer, a so-so writer; been the shit ever since I was an infant in diapers. And I’mma be dope all the way to the end: from the cradle to the grave, the Pampers to the Depends.
Wouldn’t you like to know?
I’m the one asking the questions here!
I’m the Dude, man, so that’s what you call me!
Hi dad
I am a meat popsicle
I’m Ronnie Pickering!
Who?
Oh I’m just some guy. Y’know?
I am Jack’s Overwhelming Sense of Inadequacy
Who, me? I’m me!
No, you’re you. I’M me
If I’m you, and you’re me, then I’m me.
Three kids in a trenchcoat
I really wanna know
ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?
