I’m going to refrain from posting the beginning of this conversation for a number of reasons, but I think it’s safe to assume that this is why bad shit happens to me:
Lou: Do you ever have that moment when you’re looking at someone and you realize who that person looks like… only it’s an animal they look like, not another person?
Lou: Really? You’ve never met someone that looks kind of like a dog?
Lou: Really? Huh.