Livestock: Do you want to go into business with me?
Livestock: We're going to get a bunch of Saint Bernards, okay?
Livestock: And then we're going to put cameras in those little barrels around their necks.
Livestock: And we'll train them to look up skirts.
Livestock: And well post the videos on a website.
Moof: They won't do that.
Livestock: Why not?
Moof: They are too honorable.
Livestock: Not if we get them drunk first!
Livestock: Anyway all you have to do is supply the money.
Livestock: And help me train these dogs to look up dames' skirts!
He changed the subject after that, because I think he is afraid of becoming too successful.
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.