Anything that can kill a man, I sell. Except suicidal depression.That is unfortunately not packageable.

The Railroad? Aren't they busy liberating vending machines and saving computers?

This is all much more exciting than domestic life I assure you!

Sharon spilled coffee on my new shirt while we were in the lounge this morning. I told her it was fine and we had a good laugh about the whole thing. If she does it again I'll stab her in the fucking throat with my pen.
She's a good kid.

The past, the present and the future walked into a bar. It was tense.