Lately at 22 Nelson Street...

"I need you to sit down right now."

"Why?"

"Because we need to talk."

"Okay...?"

"You did this, that and that, blah blah and bleh. Not cool. Not appreciated. I need you to stop doing all of those things because blah blee bloo."

*after a long pause*

"You do realise that even when I'm sitting and you're standing, I'm still kind of taller than you right?"

"YOU'RE SITTING ON A TALL CHAIR FUCK YOU SHANE!"

During a walk while I was on his right side:

"And then, blah blah blah. And then, more blah. Are you listening?"

*looks to his right and then straight ahead without responding*

"It would be NICE if you acknowledged the fact that I was talking to you."

"Oh shit, I didn't see you when I looked to the side that your voice was coming from. How's the weather down there?"