At a stop light, Dude looks at me (X) and says, “Where do I know you from?” I said, “I just have one of those faces.”
He didn’t understand.
The light changed. I never had the time to explain it to him. It is a long story, short light, relatively….
He was in one of these….
The car, not the bomb, or the woman. Rev just likes it is all, that is enough. We kinda do what Rev says to….