When you get down to plank length shit gets really crazy really fast. Things popping in and out of existence, the very fabric of reality becomes total chaos. ITS SO FUCKING SMALL YOU DONT UNDERSTAND

Seems like a lot of work just to grow a mustache

"Are you trying to make an expression with that face? Why?"

opium momento

He has realised that his hair might look cool as long as you don't look at it.