But for all of Tierno's flaws - which are, to review, obesity, obliviousness, bad odors, idiocity, a hopeless lack of competence as a Pokemon trainer, high cholesterol, and increasingly stale dancing moves - at least he has a loyal group of friends he can fall back on, and really, what's more important than that?
Are they in the audience tonight tonight? Table 9? Yes folks, there they are. Take a wave, you guys. Let's see here, we got the tiny know-it-all that Tierno will probably end up accidently eating one day, the one with an inferiority complex so huge it crushed several buildings on the way here tonight, the one that's silent and is great at forcing animals to fight each other and will be outted as a serial-killer any day now, and the six outta ten chipmunk lady that'll offer Tierno pity sex in two years.
And at the risk of crushing her into dust, you'd better take her up on that, Tierno. 'Cause I don't know anyone else who has the patience to try and find your dick.
Yes, it's great friends like these who have the kindness and the ability to help us weather whatever problems life will through at us. And based upon the kindness and ability of your friends in particular, Tierno, I think it'd be better if you just stopped taking your insulin right now and embraced the sweet release of death. Thank you Tierno! Love ya, baby!
