There's a guy in my creative writing class who wears three-piece suits every day and carries a briefcase. I look at him, I think, "This guy means business. His stuff has got to be good." And lo, it is. I look at the scruffy guy in a hoodie and I think, "This guy is a wanker, he probably writes terrible fiction just to get girls to sleep with him, and he owns no less than three objects he can smoke marijuana out of." And lo, that describes him.

Just sayin'.