Q can't fix a grilled cheese sandwich.
Kinda hard to do from ol' Silent Bob lately, eh smart ass?
I'm bored to tears and scratching my balls for entertainment lately.
So, do you rub your eyes in the morning when you wake up?….
I do believe I already pointed out that Q is incapable of doing a damn thing. You are kinda thick, ain't ya boy?
'Smatter of fact, it is preferable to communicating with a retard such as yourself.