July 21, 2006
Bleh.
"Okey, Marlowe," I said between my teeth. "You're a tough guy. Six feet of iron man. One hundred and ninety pounds stripped and with your face washed. Hard muscles and no glass jaw. You can take it. You've been sapped twice, had your throat choked and been beaten half silly on the jaw with a gun barrel. You've been shot full of hop and kept under it until you're as crazy as two waltzing mice. And what does all that amount to? Routine. Now let's see you do something really tough, like putting your pants on." - Philip Marlowe, "Farewell My Lovely"-Raymond Chandler
That's kinda how I felt all day.
Posted by Jake at July 21, 2006 10:28 PM
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