Imagine this situation:
Big Pauly comes to the restaurant.
- Hey Mitch how' you doing?
- Fine! What about you? What did the doctor say?
- He said I had diabetes and that I should begin to lose weight.
- Oh, that tough I guess, well what are you taking today?
- I'll begin my diet so a soft taco with chicken, tomato, cheese, lettuce, beans, Jalapeños, and brown rice.
- You sure? You are on diet I think you shouldn't eat that much.
- Ok, instead of chicken get me pork and remove all the vegetables and get me rice, guacamole and cheese sauce.
- Well, at least you don't eat too much.
Wait, wait, wait... First I was born as a siamese twin, then a doctor with dubious authenticity title cuts me and my sister, gives us robot legs, I go to the NBA, I lose the finals, Alec Baldwin hires me and my sister to work with him in a comedy show and we get rich and everything? Nah. Guess I just made a mental mess.