'Ol Harvey may know a thing or two about tying an unruly snitch whore to a chair and gettin her melted down after she's turned state's evidence. A little hard to testify if you're runnin a 2,730 degree fever, wouldn't ya say.
You never forget the expression that comes over them. Like, "eager to understand." It's practically dreamlike. You could get lost in it. You never want to come back. Then their movements speed up. They got spunk, I'll give em that. Last they urinate. Did you know “You Light Up My Life” was at one time universally panned? Not like it's
the worst Brooks has ever done, least till he let Debbie Boone shit all over it.
So I got this neon "NO SMOKING" sign hangin on the wall. After I soak em down with the Kingsford, I turn on that sign, right before the deed. And they're not amused. They're
never amused. Fucking kills me every time. Besides, where in the constitution does it say conflict resolution has to be boring?
The point is, we have to be safe, and if even one person is beyond our control, we can’t ever be. Like getting knives out of the hands of children, who aren't yet holding them, but might. You never know what kind of trouble children will get into. -H
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