Forgotten passcode conversations

“You’re living in a slum ? What. You can’t even think about it.

Look just grab your paints and your Dante book and we’ll sail on through.

Yeah. Yes I’m ready. I’ve got my oils, I’m ready to go.”


“Yeah but you got Garlic Tony on the inside.

He sliced his thumb off.”


“Next thing I know I’m in Swiss Cottage.

I’ve never tripped from acid.”


“You get the lions share of the couscous. I’m never bringing any dip to the park, especially not in those glasses”