“Oh, a very sorry people, yes,Did I find here.Oh, they had no music,And they had no beer.And, oh, everywhereWhere they tried to perchBelonged to Castle Sugar, Incorporated,Or the Catholic church.”
“I never used to realize it, I guess. I try and play it along and just not make trouble for people. Probably I never would have had any trouble at all if I hadn't run into Brett when they shipped me to England. I suppose she only wanted what she couldn't have. Well, people were that way. To hell with people. The Catholic Church had an awfully good way of handling all that. Good advice, anyway. Not to think about it. Oh, it was swell advice. Try and take it sometime. Try and take it.”
“Oh yes. His voice has music.”
“(I had a need in winter. We all did, oh.)”
“Oh, I'm sorry. Did I interrupt some sort of dominance foreplay?”
“Oh yes, well, I find myself unconventional everywhere.”