So I let her have it straight between the eyes.

A guy that walks into a good looking dame's front parlor and says: "Good afternoon, I sell accident insurance on husbands.

Yes, he had. And I wanted a home. Why not?

Because it all tied up with something I'd been thinking about for years.

You love Kentucky Fried Chicken, right?

Well, you want to know how things went at my job today?

Look, you need to learn how things work on this island.