"I mean, do you really want to spend 8 hours in the car with me everyday, all day? I mean I drive fast and I listen to the same album like 5 times over, I'm annoying, I know that! And you... You're gassy! I mean you eat like half of a burrito and you're... toxic!"
You know what to do here. Bashers will be salted and burned.
"I guess that's what I do, I let down the people I love. I let dad down. And now, I guess I'm supposed to let you down, too. How can I? How am I supposed to live with that?"