Yeah, it's all fucking fun and games working at 2 a.m. Until you see a fucking big-ass 6'6", motherfucking black dude walking behind you. And one of y'all ****** get kidnapped, and the other one get fucking jaunt named motherfucking Jaws, my *****. So like, I feel like you need me in your life to protect you from them ******. Even though I'm fucking 5'7", like, I still can protect you. Because like, if he sees me, he gonna be like, Oh snap, that's a ***** he can fight. Even though he's short. I'm not- I wouldn't say that short, but he's average height. But like, you feel what I'm saying?