Me: "I'm gonna kill my bastard hamster. I don't know if he succeeded but he was trying to pee outside his cage." Roomie's Boy: "That takes talent." Me: "He's a bastard." Roomie: "That does take talent." Me: "Ok so he's a talented bastard hamster. What am I supposed to do with the motherfucker?" Roomie's Boy: "Put him on America's Got Talent."