Good evening, fellas. It sure has been Monday. AmIright?
You am. Effing miserable, stupid day.
Yes. But I'm home now. I'm optimistic tomorrow will only suck half as much.
You're an optimist. It could suck twice as bad.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow"
Evening, AnnieBreath.
A little musical pep talk for da Razz.
Sounded like he could use it. Evening Mikey.
Evening Mark. Espinosa y Ortega Cubao lancero to finish up the evening.
Nice. Enjoyed a domo Sun Grown 20th anny earlier. But time to chase that ever illusive sleep now. Catch you maņana.
Good night, Mark. Right behind ya.
Sleepy time.
Yeah, yeah. Leave me to empty the trash, wipe out the ashtrays, and clean the toilets. Fine.