Max Slavsky

YOU - Actually, *should* I be thinking about this? Looks like drinking hasn't turned out too well for me. ELECTROCHEMISTRY - MAYBE YOU HAVEN'T TURNED OUT WELL FOR YOUR DRINKING?!

I'd like to dedicate this song to the pale nothing that will devour the world.

Found a corpse recently. He'd had a Tequila Sunset moment.

"Wow... You seem stable. And in control. Allow me to say, alcohol really seems to have had a positive effect on you."

"If you want to wake up next to anyone other than *Commodore Red*, you might do well to take notes."

"Who do you think you are, being disdainful and judgemental about a person's private, idiosyncratic, voyeuristic-erotic preferences anyway? Fuckshit. Goddamn pigs."

"You're not a revolutionary, Harry... You're drunk."

"Dios mío!" (Draw a cross) "A LIBERAL!"

"Are *you* part of the homosexual underground?"

Thick, warm smoke gets sucked down into your lungs. Immediately you feel a warm nostalgia fill your head, body *and* soul. A nostalgia for *yourself*, the man you were in your youth. Johnny Thundercop is back. And he's chill as balls.