So my best bud Peter is over and I just randomly decided to interview him. He's sitting right here, so I'm just gonna type questions onto the screen and he's gonna respond...if I can hear him over this loud music.

Me: So, Pete, how long have you been able to put your leg behind your head?

Pete: Three hours.

Me: So does that set some kind of record or something?

Pete: No, it was just three hours ago that I discovered I could do it.

Me: Ah, silly me. So, how's your...arm? Bendy?

Pete: No.

Me: What!?

Pete: I can't do anything with my arm that's weird. My hand, however...

Me: Hmm...this sounds interesting. Care to further explain?

Pete: What do you mean, just what can I do?

Me: Si, senor.

Pete: I'm not sure how to exactly explain this...

Me: Are you breaking up with me?!

Pete: Yes...of course I am!

Me: Wait...sorry, flash back to last week. What were we talking about? I have a strange urge for pudding...

Pete: We were talking about how I can make my hand do weird things.

Me: What does that have to do with getting me pudding?

Pete: Aye yi yi...

Me: Oh, your native tongue? What tribe do you come from?

Pete: Can we stay on topic...please?

Me: Of course not! What do you think this is, an interview?

Pete: That's what you said it was...

Me: I lied.

Pete: ...

Me: ...well, that about wraps it up. Bye bye!

Pete: G'bye!

-Taki