And these are thems that be taking all the grease, leaving you forlorn and rusting like some redneck's '67 Mustang on blocks in the front yard with the ivy growing around it. And you simply cannot compete on a level playing field with these fuckers. You just can't. Diary gets no airtime, baby. On both sides.
Dickie is fine.
It's fun for a while - finding someone who just wants to bask in your heat. But ultimately it's boring empty and mean. The Tom shit, though. So I went. Then a couple blocks later, Jim needed to stop and make a phone call to his girlfriend.