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I like how Leonardo basically talked trash to other people who might possibly be interested in cutting open dead people and drawing them, as though it's a highly coveted and sought-after pastime.

"Oh, you want to saw open a cadaver and draw it's heart, do you? Well, you'd better be able to draw as well as I can. And can you stomach the disgusting, putrid stench? Because I can. I'm amazing at it."

I'm not sure if Leonardo or I am the greatest left-handed person in history, but we're both conclusive proof of left-handed superiority.

Sorry, 90% of the world.

Another thing Leonardo and I have in common: writing recommendation letters extolling our own virtues in the third person.

It’s just so crazy that we’re basically like the same person in two chronally different bodies.

Sometimes art "experts" are so full of excrement.

And, for my literally hundreds of new bot followers, may I add "0011001100011101010101000110111."*

(*Which, of course, loosely translates to human speak as, "But still preferable to you digital blood-sucking leeches, may your geographic overlords (you know who you are) choke on their own arrogance, ideally slowly, and shit themselves whilst they do so.")

Leonardo was to drawing what I am to horrifically bad jokes.

Game recognize game.

I'm getting the sense that Isaacson is in the tank for Leonardo the same way Chernow was all over Hamilton's nuts.

Oh, sure, you guys were simultaneously artists/architects/engineers/sculptors/musicians/blahblahblah.

Riddle me this, though, gents of the Renaissance: how many Netflix shows did YOU binge watch in a day? Huh? HUH??

That's what I thought.

Slackers.

Leonardo seems totally unaware that he's living in the middle of the Renaissance.

What a moron.

“Likewise in painting, I can do everything possible, as well as any other man, whoever he may be.”

Same goes for me, but you have to swap out “painting” for “self-pleasuring into a tube sock.”

So, I’m pretty much the Leonardo of our time.

Leonardo seems as baffled by the penis's perpetual intransigence as I am.