Hermit-looking man at bakery counter: Euhh… Yes, I want cake. One will say “Kenny’s dead.” No! Wait! One will say “I killed Kenny, and I’m not sorry!” And the other will say… it will say, “Obama is my homeboy!“
20-something hipster girl, staring at man: Are you… for real?
Hermit-looking man: Yes, sweetie.
20-something hipster girl: You… you win at life, sir.
–167th & Broadway