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[CUE OSCAR-WINNING SONG] Hnnnrrnnh unna mumma, things have changed.
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| I'm trying to write a novel about a novelist trying to write a novel. That's 'cuz I'm baked as a fucking lasagna. | |
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| I am a dark and brooding young talent. Maybe your ganja will cause me to lighten the fuck up. | |
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| I HATE self-absorbed old stoners! Plus he's boning my master's wife! GRRR! KILL! | |
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| What the hell was I just doing in bed with Robert Downey, Jr? Oh look, here's the cops. Finally. | |
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| You got me fired, punk, but I'm still dorking the Chancellor. Hotcha! | |
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