thank you, Sopranos

Thanks to a recent Sopranos episode, I can’t even take a dump now without thinking about Johnny Sac sitting on the pot, smoking a cigarrette and bitching to Tony about shit. Here I am with my pants down around my ankles — where’s my goddamn cigarette? And I don’t even smoke.
How can a person in so undignified a posture be so self-righteous? The sheer chutzpah of Johnny Sac is stunning.