Is that really a job you proudly announce like that?
"Hi, my name is Thorns and I am THE dog-poo picker-upper for the whole northern part of Delaware."
You dig?
Burton Wine, vintage 1999, grapes personally squished by Johnny Depp's feet, then processed through an unnecessarily complicated series of machines, quality checked by Christopher Lee and the ghost of Vincent Price and distributed with Helena Bonham Carter's face in horror makeup on the bottle. Available at your local wine merchant, who will speak with an unconvincing cockney accent and possibly dance around like a maniac before selling it to you.
"Hi, my name is Thorns and I am THE dog-poo picker-upper for the whole northern part of Delaware."
You dig?
Also I think Jess got into the Burton-Wine again.