Panzer, besides printing up Certificates of Completion of various unimpressive things for yourself on your inkjet printer and having an unhealthy obsession with enemas, what do you do? What value do you add to the world?

I haven't quite figured out if you are going to be like the Illinois Enema Bandit (immortalized in song by Frank Zappa) or like that dude that recently shot up a LA Fitness full of women in Pennsylvania because he couldn't get any. Maybe it is time to move out of Nana's basement and join the real world.

Whatever you want to say about Gia, she acts like and lives like an adult in the real world. She pays rent, she has a job and she doesn't get an allowance from her Nana.