My Cousin Needs To Lay Off The Sweater-Vests

 “Does it bother you that you make shitty art?”

I answer truthfully. “Yeah, sometimes, but I feel it's more true to myself. Does it bother you that you live shitty art?”

He smiles and looks around, as if to find someone else to share in his mockery.

“You say weird, stupid shit that doesn't make any sense.”

I smile and look around, as if to find someone else to share in my mockery.

“I know, that's why I'm shitty art.”