I got a friend, Matt. He’s an ethusiastic guy and he’s bigger than me. Bigger than you too. Don’t even argue with me. He’s big, and he loves his war movies, and he loves bagels so we watched Letters From Iwo Jima and ate bagels.
Bagels From Iwo Jima.
The bagels were pretty good. I love a nice, soft plain bagel but I want a little bit of firmness too. Y’know, I want my teeth to sink in, like I’m biting a cushion. Or a pillow.
Look, it had cream cheese, okay?