Psh

If he kicks me out, so be it. I’m happy. Come on, though, if Barefoot Contessa kicked me out — psh! I mean, I love her, but come on.

I’m pretty sure the professor disagrees too. I mean, psh, I can see that she’s nodding and smiling at you, but she and I have a more subtle understanding.

When Weekend Update host Colin Jost asked whether users would be able to regain ownership of their personal information, “Zuckerberg” responded, “Psh, no. Because it’s mine. You gave it to me. No backsies. And if you don’t like it, you can Zuck it.”