I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run, so now I’m afraid I have something of a mess on my hands. There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Do the right thing here. String this blind girl along so that dad doesn’t have to pay his debt to society. Turn this skiff around! The Army had half a day.
No, it’s the opposite. It’s like my heart is getting hard. Turn this skiff around! I don’t want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch!