Like I came to you, begging to cook meth. ‘Oh, hey, nerdiest old dude I know, you wanna come cook crystal?’ Please. I’d ask my diaper-wearing granny, but her wheelchair wouldn’t fit in the RV.

The war had taught me to cherish the present because tomorrow might not ever come to pass. What I didn’t know at the time was that tomorrow would prove less important than yesterday.

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borlax:

I have watched this at least 15 times since I reblogged this several hours ago

it has been several weeks and I probably have watched this easily 100 times

an accurate representation of my social skills

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