Death, But Not For You, Gunslinger. Never

C-c-can You Get Bones In Your Buh-buh-brain?' Bill Asked. This Was Turning Into The Most Interesting Conversation He'd Had In Weeks.

If You Were Seeing A Lot Of Horseshit, There Had To Be A Pony In The Vicinity.

I Think We Rarely Recognize The Fifth Business In Our Lives At The Time Those People Are Changing Us.

God Wiped Snot Out Of His Nose And That Was You.

Sure, We Need The Gypsies. We Always Have. Because If You Don't Have Someone To Run Out Of Town Once In A While, How Are You Going To Know You Yourself Belong There?