i mean, we'd been together for so long and then.  bang! she drops me. since then, it's been like a damn country song: she's gone, the car's repossessed, and a father figure made a pass at me. i'm not saying i ever had it. but i have definitely lost it. now i haul this swill from armpit to armpit. i used to be a model for christ's sake.
jc penny. spring wear.
why is that?
yup, one keg of beast for the basement, then the truck's dry.
right, 'cause this joint's hopping.
oh god.
so, what now? did those things leave?
fuck no.
this is goddamn depressing.
i don't see them.
it's working. i think it's working.
hey, you weren't helpin'!
i might be able to do something with the bottles.
i have a cb in my truck, we could get some help out here.
anyone.
then i guess we should just give up.
that's not a good idea.
me too.
there's a sawed-off shotgun in here.
this could come in handy.
what do you know?
prove it.
you aren't nearly as dumb as you look, are you?
come on!
we're gonna die!
when this lights, run like hell.