Watching my teen son try to use basic computer interfaces is maddening, but he can navigate a touch screen like it's his bitch.
Because if you take horse electrolytes, you wake up the next day with your shoes nailed to your feet with an overwhelming urge to shit in the road.
Chunk: And this I've time, I mixed up a batch of fake barf, snuck up to the balcony at the theater, and made a noise like "huuuuh, huuuuh" and dumped it over the side. Fratelli: I think I'm beginning to like this kid, ma.
Slaps side: You could put so many top secret documents on here!