He looks just like a moonbat DUmbass. He's abandoning his job for a tantrum?
I'll be there in spirit, cavers. I'm thinking of prime rib with a nice pinot noir, with a cig afterwards to go with your cigars.

Or perhaps the very opposite of sobering.
TommyCarcetti, did you mean, like drowning their sorrows? You're wrong as usual. As Frank has said, "drinking the blood of our enemies."
