Don’t you drink? I notice you speak slightingly of the bottle. I have drunk since I was fifteen and few things have given me more pleasure. When you work hard all day with your head and know you must work again the next day what else can change your ideas and make them run on a different plane like whisky?

Hey guys. Want to work for the biggest shithead in New York? Do you like degradation, pain, mental torture, and the possibility of damaging your genitals?