You see, I know this group and I know Rick. And whatever happened back there is being managed and kicked right up into its own ass one way or another. I know that. We got beers, and air conditioning, and walls. The table is set for the rest of our lives, and I hope those years to be long and fruitful. I see that time before me and I've been feeling the urge to make some plays before the great cosmic Pete comes to cut my throat unceremoniously and I gurgle my last breath. Well, things are gonna go on a while before that, and that hadn't occurred to me before. I've been kind of living check-to-check on that point. I like the way you call bullshit, Sasha. I believe I'd like to get to know you a whole lot better
