Um, like come on down to sabine pass in a couple of weeks. I'll be at that really fraking horrible dock over by that really old fashioned wal-mart. You know the one. The one with the belt buckles and nothing that you really need. In any case I'll smuggle you onto the barge and then you will see that this is all pure desperation.
I want a picket fence you know? BUt I have to settle for flop houses and making out in urine soaked alleyways. And stuff.

And what are you talking about being jealous of me anyway? If'n you ain't in TEXAS I'm a guessin' yer in knoxville.

And who wouldn't be jealous of someone who can walk down to the river and marvel at the SUNSPHERE anytime her precious little heard desires.