texts: What's that supposed to mean? </s> <s> First time in ten years I ever saw Minnesota Fats hooked, really hooked. But you let him off. </s> <s> I told you. I got drunk.
labels: Sure, you got drunk. That's the best excuse in the world for losing. No trouble losing when you got a good excuse. And winning! That can be heavy on your back too. Like a monkey. You drop that load too when you got an excuse. All you gotta do is learn to feel sorry for yourself. It's one of the best indoor sports: feeling sorry for yourself -- a sport enjoyed by all, especially the born losers.