Are you decent? Richards asked.
I feel that if I’m going through this hellish decline, you should be going through one also . . . misery loves company, and I guess we’ve all got a streak of one hundred percent gold-plated bastard in...
If you think someone is seriously on the prod for your ass, it keeps you awake.
It just...it seems hard to say anything that isn't the wrong thing.
Sometimes the gods give you a break.