Seems like even more reason not to listen to any of you.
I remember; 900 years old when you met me. And may I say, you're looking good for a man that's older than dirt. Doctor, you're basically that man that shakes his cane and yells at kids to get off his lawn.
I couldn't mess up that hair; you'd have gone back to fix it and then we'd no time to do anything. Anyway, you looked like the last puppy to be picked from the litter; I couldn't do it.