Stop asking me the questions

Here’s a video that my dad found mentioned in one of those computer magazines. It’s always difficult to listen to someone moan about the trials and tribulations of being famous, but if it’s got to be done, you’d want it done this way.

I have to say, if I saw Biff and summoned the nerve to speak, I’m pretty sure my first question wouldn’t be: Was it real manure? I’m not sure it would be any of my questions, actually. It’s never even crossed my mind!