Don't nobody understand me. They ain't got to.
I don't know what you sniffin' around here for. You ain't got to understand me either.
In fact, mind your damned business. In fact, my gun is right here loaded up. In fact of a fact, it's waiting for you to ask me one more question. Damned reporters and groupie hoes.
Go 'head. I dare you.
Yeah. That's what I thought.