“I’ve been making more peace with the windshield of my life.”
Patient 1: I don’t think I can hold this old man any longer, he is crazier than the holy-cast man.
Patient 2: Holy shit, can I work it, man?
“I can still hippity-hop around the block but you won’t face me.”
“Those other huggy buggy people were shit stains trying to restore equilibrium.”
“Zip the lip, Cutie. It’s Christmas.”
“You are a beautiful Christmas colored gal.”
“Can I just sit here and yodel for a while until you forget about me?”