(Photo: Spencer Heyfron)

Who do you remind me of?
Zach Galifianakis.

Do you get that often?
All the time.

Are people disappointed that you’re not him?
A while ago these teenagers wanted to take my picture, and I said, “I am not Zach Galifianakis.” And this kid just looks at me and goes, “You know what? It doesn’t matter on Facebook.”

Almost sounds like a second job.
My mom thought I looked like him—that was the worst. She said she saw him smoking weed on TV and that we had some of the same mannerisms. I’m like, “I don’t smoke weed, Mom!” And she said maybe I should.

You’re a funny guy. Have you ever considered doing comedy yourself?
No! People love to say I should call Zach Galifianakis and be his stunt double. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I have a career and a life. I’m not going to become a stunt double.

But don’t you want to meet him? He’s such a part of your life.
I guess a little, yeah, sure. But not enough to make it an impetus in my life. I’ll be honest, though. I do think I should have started a Tumblr blog called Zach Galifianakish.

Interview by Rachel Baker.

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