“That last outburst was probably unnecessary, but what the hell? Let them drink Drano if they can’t take a joke. I’m tired of wallowing around in this goddamn thing.”
-Hunter S. Thompson, “The Banshee Screams for Buffalo Meat”
Monday, June 7, 2010
From the copyright page of McSweeney's Issue Three:
"Is love permanent, like stains, and some kinds of magic marker? Yes, but it changes, in intensity and hue, like toys left in the sun."