Next you're going to get me to watch Steel Magnolias with you while you scarf down a box of Bon Bons, start sobbing because "it's just so sad," relate to Oprah, and ask for a lock of my hair for your scrap book. I've seen people go down that road and Stormy don't go chasing waterfalls. Talk to me when you man-up by storing your emotions away behind a bottle of fine scotch and live a life with no regrets because you have bad long-term memory... like a man!
I'll have to talk to you about this later. I'm busy saving my money so I can recklessly hang out of a moving helicopter while shooting wild hogs with a high-powered assault rifle... in Texas.