Bartender. Where is my whiskey? My bong. Fill it up with the best. I ain’t shocked. I am old enough now to know the U.S.
Gulf of Tonkin.
Weapons of Mass Destruction. They know how to make folks believe they need to drop bombs.
How do you know if a bombing is necessary? How do you know we are in danger? How do you know you are being taken for a ride again? How in the F is this happening again?
Bartender. Give me another. Make it a double. Fill up my bong.