Y’know what help was? Help was a lot of people sitting in a circle talking about how fucking awful things had got! That is not my idea of a good time. [And this is?!] They told me when to go to bed! ME! [Gary, mate. How can you tell when you’re drunk if you’re never sober?] I don’t want to be sober!
I love him to hell and back to heaven and back,
and have and do and will.