Oh, HELL Noah.

“NYAAAAA. IS THAT PAPARAZZI I SEE? HARD TO TELL, ‘CAUSE I AIN’T GOT MY BIFOCAL GLASSES ON TODAY.”

noah. is this an attempt to make fun of my sweater? i’ll have you know, that was a really expensive piece of clothing.

“YOU SEE, SONNY BOY, I WENT RIGHT INTO THE STORE AND I SAID, ‘GIMME THE GRAMPIEST, FARTIEST SWEATER YOU GOT!’ THEN I SAT IN A ROCKING CHAIR AND SMOKED MY PIPE WHILE THEY RANG IT UP.”

it’s designer.

“YESSIR! DESIGNED BY BLIND OLD BIDDIES SITTING AROUND AT A STITCH ‘N BITCH, TALKING ‘BOUT THEIR GOITERS. NOW OUTTA MY WAY. MY BUNIONS ARE KILLING ME. PLUS, I’M LATE FOR THE EARLY BIRD BUFFET AT THE OLD FOLKS HOME, AND IF I DON’T GET THERE IN TIME, THERE WON’T BE ANY TAPIOCA PUDDING LEFT.”

eurgh.