The Instinct to Be Sarcasmatic

I get very nervous. In regular conversations, a little long conversations where I'm being asked questions, told what to do, uh, afraid I'm going to do it wrong. The guy at a mommy burger, a hipster burger place in Hollywood, still his, his mustache was waxed and he had a tattoo of Pokemon on his face. It was like, oh, you're faking me out and you're doing like, like, it's just lies. You don't have to be Willy Wonka or stretch my boundaries so you teach me that truth is relative. Oh, wow, you loved the mac and cheese, it's gone, it's in your,