[Rude, but it's pretty much the same thing Jeff would say to his TV addict friends, so he'll allow it.]

Pure fiction is bullshit around here. Everything exists. It's just basic logic, isn't it? You lose an arm, you learn to adapt without it. You lose your temper and turn into someone else? You learn to work with it. I could do that, right? I could learn to control my ego...

[And then he'd be truly perfect, mwahaha. ... Is thinking that egotistical? Shit.]

You must have... ff... faul-- limitations that you've learned to live with. [Can't even say the word fault, because it's such a dirty word.]