So we're walking home and this man has the vacuum saddled up on his shoulder. And he's walking like a king. Heads are turning. Immediately, we walk out of the store.

Three.

Gentlemen, most likely frat guys. They walk out and he goes, Whoa, no way. Dude, sick find.

And that.

With that exact cadence, too.

I don't know what heroin feels like. Decently similar. It's a synonym of how I was feeling. I was walking home, a lot of people made comments about the vacuum. A lot of them were young, beautiful ladies of age, really of age, not fresh 18, 20s. Jesus, listen, hounding me over here. They were looking at the vacuum, Whoa. And then I'd be like, yes, goodwill. And they'd be like, go off. A lot of people are using this term right now. They're all like, go off, king. You know when people think they're original?