It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read, I need protection from the things in my head . . .
This morning I shot six holes in my freezer. I think I've got cabin fever.
There's damsels in distress out there, and we got all this beer.
Some of it's magic and some of it's tragic but I had a good life all the way.
Yeah. I wouldn't do it if it wasn't fun... We're showing people how, in a pretty crazy and whacked-out, dangerous world, you can still have fun.
When the good times come around, they gallup in like wild horses. You just try to stay on them for as long as you can. And when they throw you offyou just wait in the shade until they come around again.