read what you just wrote out loud to yourself

“But my memory’s still cracked and broken!”
“Sorry dude, the mob has spoken”

I would have been here to make this reference but I had to stop for a haircut.

Why, I’ve sold concussion-free youth football programs to Brockway, Ogdenville, and North Haverbrook, and it put them on the map!

It’s good he didn’t return to quaffing Brain & Nerve Tonic or that hat would never have fit.

Yes.

That’s the thing about fedoras. They almost always end up looking fucking ridiculous.

Try a euphemism once in awhile.