There's no longer a place for me in America.
What if I don't want to attend destruction derbies and consider Red Lobster "fine dining" nor do I want to pretend a flapjack-tittied Brooklyn pig is a brave sex symbol?
There never was.
Why do you validate your American citizenship by what the sheep do?
You can take control of my mind and my body, but there is one thing a Saiyan always keep… his PRIDE!
Who's the sheep?
If you're referring to Dunham's nipple wool I agree.