mine.
yes we are. who the fuck are you?
are you a preacher?
i'll drive my truck shit-faced if i want to. you better turn around and walk away preacher. you don't know who you're talking to.
you need a ride, preacher?
i've been thinking -- who the hell is this preacher guy? coming up to me and my friends? looking like he wanted to kick my ass for drinking?
then i figured it. you're angry. you lost somebody, because some asshole was drinking.
maybe you lost a son? a sister? a wife?
a wife?.  did someone piss drunk run into your wife? crushed her like a bug. snapped her bones?
oh the preacher's getting angry again.  tell me something. did she die instantly or did she feel every torn muscle and shattered bone? were you there to help her? or were you safe at home when the windshield sliced into her face --