Gabreial showed up at my house uninvited and asked me if I had a soul. I said no. He believed me.

Gabreial: 'What’s your job?' Me: 'I don’t know.' Gabreial: 'What’s your favorite food?' Me: 'I don’t know.' Gabreial: 'Do you even exist?'

Gabreial walks into a room and immediately makes it worse. Like a bad haircut on a bad day.