"Hey, Mr. Wenneck./ It's the weekend,"
"Nick. I don't know you. You do not exist".
I'm your regular movie guy. Just love everyone to celebrate my birthday party by taking all inhabitants of the house except myself,to somewhere like Texas :)
I mean, everything itched. My legs, my arms, my earlobes. And other stuff, too, but I can't say, because I'm live on the air right now, and you can't say "ass cheeks," right?