[ video ]

[tweaker]

[No, that's not Eminem. That's Jesse Pinkman, just two years younger but looking more like ten years younger (because the meth business will really do a number on you).]

Yo, okay. Maybe you guys can explain something to me, 'cause I been trying to be all open-minded about this shit but I'm starting to get the feeling I'm on an episode of Punk'd or something.

Help me out: If superpowers are real, how come I don't fucking got any?

I been trying, you know? Not jumping off any buildings to see if I can fly, 'cause I'm not retarded, but like... If we're in Comic Book Land now, I feel like I oughta see some evidence, yo. Where's the TK? Where's the laser eyes? Do I gotta go radioactivate my ass first? Somebody point me in the direction of the nearest toxic waste dump.

Come on, don't tell me I'm the only guy having this problem around here.

Comments

[ricin]

Umm, okay, how about... I'll figure out the address where I'm at and text it to you.

[morethan084]

I think this thing does text too. Just have to figure out how it works.

What did you say your name was again?

[ricin]

Jesse. Jesse Pinkman.

[morethan084]

[That last name.]

Skye.

See you soon, Jesse Pinkman.

[Not making fun of his last name, nope.]

Shit. How do I tur-?

[Click.]