If you think a Texan don't know when it's last call, you don't know Texans. Or alcoholics. And I'm both.
I am so outta here. Yeah that's right, I'm packing now. I don't wait around until the last minute. Like back at school, I would take my summer break two weeks before finals. Or when I was in the National Guard? I didn't even show up. Cause I'm ahead of the curve.
Besides, there's a lot of new faces around here. And I don't want them stealing my stuff. I got me a stack of pardons I never sent out (sorry Phil Spector). I got a candlelight shrine to Ken Lay. I don't want nobody sticking a picture of Bernie Mac in there. I got a levee (I should really put that one back).