This goes to 11

The following is a joke. It's a joke that's not going to be explained. If you get it, it's possibly the funniest thing, you're ever going to laugh at. If you don't get it, don't feel too bad as not every joke is for everyone:

Sorry, are you talking to me?

I'm not a big fan of listening to people, preferring not to listen to them. There's no point in talking to me because I'm already bored before you even open your nonsense filled mouth. If you really want to try and convince me about the advantages of becoming a vegetarian, go ahead and try your worse but all that I know is:

I’m a Bon Jovi hating moron with all the charm of a block of demolished apartments that where demolished because the architect had the talent of one of Paris Hilton's dogs.

If I was to describe myself, I would say, I'm "brilliant". If you knew me and were to describe me, you would say I'm a "Bon Jovi hating moron with all the charm of a block of demolished apartments that where demolished because the architect had the talent of one of Paris Hilton's dogs". I can sometimes be blunt and tell things the way they are. Some people don't like the truth. Excuse me for a moment, while I tell my son's friend, the way it is: