That Steel Curtain was a hell of a defense, but it's not much good against emphysema.
Hello?
Yeah, what?
Yeah, she was the mom on Hazel, uh-huh, so what?
What do you mean, "that's golden" ...?
That's not golden, that's dog shit.
No, we don't remember her, and we don't care, and neither does anybody else, so just forget about it.
Yeah, same to you.
Hazel . . . . What the fuck are we supposed to do with that??
(d) September 28th, 2002