Dude, if I wanted a wingman, I pick someone bigger than you, although you do sing nicely.
You clowns know that I have you outgunned. So back off!!
Hey, John, you’re right, I am t a joy forever: my loveliness increases; I will never pass into nothingness.
Sorry, gotta fly. Have to get ready for my big gig tonight. Stop by and check me out.