You can't lie
He explained even though I was unable to comprehend.
"I don't get it." I furrowed my eyebrows.
"You don't have to." He shrugged. "It's like, this is three o clock and I feel I messed something up, like, missing a show, or breaking important stuff, I use the time run, boom it is twelve in the afternoon again." He smirked, rolling his sleeves further up his arm.
"Wow, that sounds so amazing." I was impressed by this information. "How many times have you used it?"