Are you okay, man? You seem distraught. "You seem distraught"? I mean, you've always been, in my opinion, like, our strongest pledge, and now you're talking back. I'm scared. You're scared? I'm fucking scared, man. I'm tired all the time. Fucking tired. I miss my mom. Oh, no, Assjuice. Breaking? The guy was right. Everybody breaks. Okay. I'll tell you what. You go up to my room. Lock the door, draw yourself a bath. Relax.
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Catch up on some Z's, okay? Take a nap. Full season of Girls up there in the DVR. We never planned for nice. Thanks for talking to me, brother. All right? You can always come to me with this kind of stuff, all right?