Justin: You ever feel like just jumping in front of a truck or something?
Bull: Nope, but can I be the driver?
Justin: I’m so lonely. Why does it have to be this way? What’s wrong with me? I mean, I know I’m not the smartest guy in town...
Bull: ...and your face looks like it already met that truck...
Justin: ...but I’m a good person. I smile at strangers. I’m kind to animals...and children, until they reach that awkward street-corner phase. Plus, I have good hygiene. Even dental. So why does nobody like me?
Bull: I can’t imagine. Will you pass me that glue now, Jimmy?
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