Enrique Grijalva – Mr. Minimum Wage

My father came, my mother saw, I conquered. I encourage children to do drugs, I buy alcohol for teenagers, and I drink beer with the homeless. In my spare time, I attend art galleries for the FREE booze, I rub elbows with modish elephants, and I hammer six-inch nails into small penises. Stuart knighted me as Broke-Ass King of New York. You've been warned. This is all I know: I'm Mexican, but I'm not Mexican. It's a deep understanding.