Day 2, buddy old pal. Aspirin's a bitch and it ain't helping!
My head's a fucking vice. I'm shaking and sweating worse than a whore in church. I can't sleep, but I'm always tired and I'm hey, you know what, it's probably good that I'm talking to you because then I can at least take my fucking frustration out on you.
[ He sounds so, so unhappy. ]
By the way, are you an alcoholic or what? How come you didn't kill me? Still doesn't make any damn sense.
hi hi toddswald it's your pal hank
My head's a fucking vice. I'm shaking and sweating worse than a whore in church. I can't sleep, but I'm always tired and I'm hey, you know what, it's probably good that I'm talking to you because then I can at least take my fucking frustration out on you.
[ He sounds so, so unhappy. ]
By the way, are you an alcoholic or what? How come you didn't kill me? Still doesn't make any damn sense.