-It’s mostly emptied out by the time I get out there. Except for over by—there’s this one girl left. She’s peering through the glass doors down the Jetway thing. Our eyes meet and all that business like that there. And what—she—she up and goes down on her knees. She drops, crying, slapping the carpet, bent over so you can, you know, just about see her tits, totally hysterical, with the waterworks and all that business like that there.
-What a cheery welcome to Dayton for your fucking cold calls. “Hey! We’d like to welcome you to Dayton!” [x]