Deep fucken trouble keeps my euphoria at bay. Pam just molds into the car. Her soul's already knotted over… — DBC Pierre
Deep fucken trouble keeps my euphoria at bay. Pam just molds into the car. Her soul's already knotted over the choice of side-order, you can tell. She'll end up getting coleslaw anyway, on account of Mom says it's healthy. It's vegetables, see. Me, I need something healthier today. Like the afternoon bus out of town.
Source: Wikiquote · CC BY-SA 4.0
More from this book
Fate always pays attention to what you think, then slams it up your fucken ass.
'And here's the winning ticket,' says Gibbons. 'Green forty-seven!' A sluggish frenzy breaks through the tent. The kid stops, and drags a mangled pink ticket from his pocket. He squints at it, like it might turn fucken green.
"We could turn your situation around three hundred and sixty degrees..."
