You think he’s having a shitty day? Try being the customer service rep that has to wait on him! Because I’m guessing that if the load of dump in his underwear isn’t his top priority at that instant there must be something crazy that I probably couldn’t even wrap my head around.
There isn’t enough camouflage in a freakin’ jungle to cover up that body hair bro!
Shouldn’t you be getting back to your comic book store in Springfield?
How do you even get a tan line like that? From the heating lamps at buffets?