I was watching a weensy bit of Renaldo and Clara and the following conversation occurred.
Mom: Aren't you tired of watching Bob Dylan?
Me: (sidewise glance) You're not my mother.
Mom: Don't you want to watch some Gerard Butler?
Me: (taking a sip of tea) I was adopted.
See...it's like this. My love for Gerard Butler is a grain of sand. Whereas my love for Bob Dylan is the entire desert of my heart.