I know how dark it is for you right now.Curled up,lying in your own emotional vomit.You are in hell now,Boomhauer.And the only way out is through a long dark tunnel.And you are afraid to go in because there is a train comming at you,carrying a boxcar full of heartbreak.Well,let me tell you something,all you can do is let it hit you and then try to find your legs.I know.I've take that hit more then I can remember.Look at me,Boomhauer.I'm fat and old,and everyday I'm gonna wake up fatter and older.But somehow,I manage to drag this fat old bald bastard out int that alley every day.I'm out there digging holes,falling into them,climbing out,trying again.And tomorrow I'm gonna hang outside at a lady's prison.And the first thing those lady cons are gonna see after 20 years is me.Will I get one?Experience says no.Will I be out there nex month?If I'm alive,you better believe it.You gotta get right back on that tanning bad,slip into a tight T-shirt,wash off some of that cologne and get yourself out of that tunnel and into some stange woman's bed! Hel! Yeah man!。