“Psst! Hey, Longshanks!” “Excuse me, young lady?” “Not her. Me. Up here.” … “Huge fan.” “I’m not talking to a goddamned hat.” “This is your place, right? Could you rustle me up a hoagie?” “You don’t even have a mouth.” “I got a huge mouth. I got a sexy mouth.” “What the fuck is wrong … Continue reading In Which Phil Meets A Hat
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