“Slasher, you’re a mess. Let me buy you a hooker to vomit on.” “I’m fine, Bob.” “You’re better than fine, baby: you’re high-caliber and long-stemmed. God ain’t makin’ ’em like you any more, and this town knows it. Have you ever thought about acting?” “I’ve played myself a couple times, and I’m not real good … Continue reading And The Three Men I Admire Most, They Caught The Last Train For The Coast