(Ahem, Ahem) a little throat clear.
I accept this honor with open heart. I never thought I could care so much for the lowlife’s of the world. And he dresses so well. Look at him. Maybe next time they will have clothes that fit him. Oh, I could go on and on. Like the difference in his toxic bad breath and the atrocious body odor that only a mother could love. You get my drift.
So, Thank You, Thank you very much.