“Vishous to Qhuinn: "Listen, I gotta go. I need both hands to hold my gut as I laugh my ass off attcha. Later.”

“I gotta know—are my parts going to rot and fall off, or am I forever frozen in youthful perfection?”

“I took a gamble on her, thinking that my gut was right, that I had finally met someone that would always hold my attention. But she knocked me off my fucking feet.”

“I should just listen to my gut and then do the opposite.”

“I set off on a mighty search for my pants, which I eventually discover underneath the futon. Sorry, pants. You serve me well, by and large, but when you gotta go, you gotta go.”

“What you need to give me is to know it is not about you, it’s about me, you gotta suck it up and stand by me, you gotta know, in the end, I’ll work my ass off to make it all worth it to you and you gotta always remember I love you and I have never, not once, said those words to any breathing soul so you also gotta know what that means.”