I can't be talking to a tree. If I was talking to a tree I'd be mad, and I'm not mad, so trees can't talk.
I just noticed recently that in one book after another I seem to find an excuse to find some character who, to put it idiotically simply, is allowed to talk crazy.
The thing that makes me different from any other rapper is that I usually talk real crazy in my songs.
I'll tell you who he's going to be president of. You can tell Donald: the Queens County Bullies Association. You've got to cut it out now and stop with all this crazy rhetoric.
Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.
Also, when on a campaign to convince a stranger that you aren't a few fries short of a Happy Meal, throwing around phrases like "tangentially Swedish" is not the best way to go.
When the insane people start the chatter, there's no way to win that fight. It's literally like arguing with someone who is speaking another language, so there's no engaging with that kind of stuff.
