You have a knack for turning the most ordinary moments, like a tablecloth dilemma or a coffee cup annoyance, into comedic gold. It’s like if Kafka tried stand-up, but without the angst.

Your biting commentary on celebrities, politics, and societal norms is as sharp as a butter knife at a fancy dinner – just enough to make you pause and think before you laugh.

You sprinkle references like confetti at a parade, but instead of celebration, it leads to delightful confusion. How does Marisa Tomei fit into the e.coli cottage cheese narrative? Only you know.