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| You're not your usual spry self, Ellen. Something on your mind? | |
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| My older brother is the saddest case of a human being you ever saw in your life. He's 25 next birthday, and he doesn't have a real friend in the world. Bob's going to fire him today. | |
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| When he's not working here he's eating burgers at the Eat'n'Get Out on the corner, or jerking his greasy little dick to online furry porn. And he reduces my mother to tears. | |
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| Maybe your dad should talk to him. | |
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| My dad got PTSD and a nervous twitch in Vietnam. Last night he was cleaning his guns in the basement, and he asked me if it was legal to abort a kid at 307 months. | |
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