I only drank it, and it's kind of fucking me up, I guess. But yesterday it killed Harley, so I didn't really have a choice.

I keep getting lucky. I wasn't the one panscrubbed, I wasn't the one who was killed. I only got sick from the milk. How is that fucking fair? I don't deserve to be the only one who gets lucky. Shit.

[Slick he is opening his heart to you here what do you say to help this poor lost kid out...]