[He's probably not going to start doing meth again from watching Kal Penn ride a cougar, no. He pops it in and sits down on the bed, peeling a slice of meat off the sandwich fixings to throw it to the eagerly waiting Izzy.]
You've run into Nazis four times? Jesus. Why not just... I don't know, kill Hitler, then?
[Spam]
You've run into Nazis four times? Jesus. Why not just... I don't know, kill Hitler, then?