Watching Ben work tonight reminds me of a day I had at work back when I was 20 working for a concrete wall company. We were stripping a wall, it was hot, it was humid. We were in the basement, throwing out 90 pound wall forms, and it had to be over 100 degrees in there. We had this old pothead working for us, named Bob. He was high as a kite, and wearing, yep, a hooded sweatshirt. You could literally feel the heat rolling off of him from 10 feet away. So the guy is 47, and I'm worried, and I finally said "Bob, why don't you take off the sweatshirt?" And he said "WHY DONT YOU WORRY ABOUT YOUR ******SELF! SOME PEOPLES GOT BODY TEMPATURES DIFF'RENT THAN OTHER PEOPLE!" That's what Ben looks like out there tonight. EDIT: FWIW, it was funnier in person, because he only had 6 teeth.