[ Oooh... to bullshit or to not bullshit. Either way, he'll stink. ]

-- You caught me. This is two jars of industrial grade hair glue. [ He is pretty careful not to actually touch his hair because if he does it might become obvious that that shit be soft and supple as a baby's butt. ] This shit practically reflects water and definitely poisoned the Gulf of Mexico.

[ ... Now might be a good time to disengage. He didn't realize that this kid would be so observant. ] What's your name again? Kevin? Julian?