Good night, Gracie.

They must have found out I was fishing without a license.

Man comes home from a leisurely morning of fishing and eating grass.

Today's tense hostage situation thankfully resulted in only one death.

Look, kid, I got sort of faced last night.

stare at you all night what the hell i got no place else to go but i swear if you so much as lay a finger on me i'll rip your throat out so fast it'll be screaming uncle in my fist you know when you talk like that it is so hard for me to believe that you are a hardened criminal i mean you talk like every other girl i date just a little dash of my grandmother thrown in