Brent?

“Hey, buddy.”

Um, hi.

“Haven’t been in a story in a while.”

Well, it’s shit like this, Brent.

“This is my truth.”

Are you wearing women’s shoes?

“That’s my truth, too.”

Stop it.

“I’m a transvestite now.”

We don’t use that word anymore, I don’t think.

“I died in 1990. You’re lucky I didn’t use one of the other common terms.”

There’s just so much going on with you, buddy.

“Do I get to go to Singapore and hang out with Kim Jong-Un?”

No.

“Aw.”