drink deep the cup of sorrows steve
Well who the fuck told you to dress up like an 18th century french dandy and go around central park mugging old ladies? Because it certainly wasn't me. Frankly, I don't think you should have gotten into those whippets in the first place, and don't go blaming this on your stupid seasonal depression disorder like you always do. Jesus Steve, you're a mess. It's your sixty fourth birthday all over again. Take some responsibility for your fucking life man.