I heard Poppa tell Mama, to let that boy boogie-woogie. 'Cause it's in him, and it's got to come out.

I hereby fucking proclaim tonight: "Best fucking Jimmoi-Day Ever."

Why? It was the remainder of the fucking group (three of us), and we went to a fucking bar and had drinks.

...

We were sitting in fucking Shari's, and it suddenly fucking occurred to me: What the fuck are the three of us all doing in Shari's with a bunch of fucking high school kids around. Three guys, 22 years old, in fucking Shari's at 11:30 on a fucking Friday. So I said "Fuck, let's get out of here." Actually, I think that Collins fucking suggested it first.

So we fucking went to a bar. Had some fucking drinks. Talked about fucking movies. Went to fucking Winchel's. Had fucking coffee.

"Do you have to use so many cuss words?"
"What the fuck you talkin' about?"
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It would seem we've outgrown Shari's. At least that's the feeling I got. Maybe I'm wrong.