There was once a time when everything made sense.
"You are a real sonuvabitch, you know that?"
I couldn't tell you what changed. And I couldn't tell you why either.
"How the hell could you let this happen?"
"Honestly," I said. "It wasn't my fault."
"Like Hell It Wasn't!"
I can't say that I can totally disagree.
But I can try.
"Everything happened all at once--"
"She was Drunk!"
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