I wish we weren't so crazy.
He is crazy in the sense of a mental case. No matter how many times he messes things up, he still insists that he's the hero.
I am just crazy about him.
How can someone with my kind of crazy attract someone with his kind of crazy?
Crazily, of course.
I am visiting his house in search of some desperate move I can pull on him. I know that he is the least subtle person to have ever graced this planet, but as I am naturally more mannered, subtlety is my natural strategy. Of course, due to his brutish nature, I will have to adapt the use of the word 'subtle' to mean something slightly less than obvious.
Here, I have encountered the most peculiar assortment of utterly superfluous objects imaginable. I can't help but wonder why on Earth would one need a television for a pet, as well as many of the other things I have seen today. But that is irrelevant to my search.
Now I do believe have found the most preposterous item thus far: cologne in the scent of a hamburger. It is entirely beyond me why anyone would want to smell like a sandwich. It is quite a ludicrous product, and it smells revoltingly identical to the food. Even Hook agrees with me.
It should do perfectly.