“At this point, they were mired so deep in the mud of Shit City, he might as well have his mail forwarded.’ – Sundown”
“As he was gasping for air he realized something. He was in deep shit. Haley was his life now. His woman. His heart.He was so screwed.”
“And now he was dead, his soul fled down to the Sunless Country and his body lying cold in the cold mud, somewhere in the city's wake.”
“Chad has oil wells, so there are a few grand hotels for rich, who come to quickly take the money away before it ruins the charm of our mud and straw cities.”
“Yes, sir?” – Sundown“Is there a problem?” – Officer‘Uh, yeah. You people are bugging the shit out of me when I need to be rocketing home.’ – Sundown”
“Forward my mail to Mars.”