Why six months? Because five months feels like I'm rushing it. Trust me...you want me in your life in veeeerrrryyyy small doses. Plus, I don't think I live the kind of life that makes anyone feel like they NEED TO KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING WITH THAT GUY RIGHT NOW!!!! For example, here I am RIGHT NOW:
Here I am sampling my lemon scented hand lotion:
Delicious!
Here I am looking eggcellent. GET IT?!?! EGG cellent!!!
(Those are plastic easter eggs on my eyes. Thus the "egg" pun. You're right. Even after explaining it, it's still hilarious.)
And finally, here's me trying to prevent my possessed right hand from putting a "chip clip" on my tongue.
You'll have to wait for the sequel to see who won.
I believe I rest my case.